I
had a rose for her unlike the life story that was chose for her...
this rose never dies...
Tears filled in her eyes from my surprise... was her life lasting gift I would give to her with a forehead kiss...
Drying her tears away she moves down my hand to say: How long will you love me?
Handing her a dozen roses as I reply... I'll love you till the last rose die! ...
As she continue to cry... baby you make me sick! roses die too quick! ....
That being my main reason for the last rose being made out of plastic!
It never dies..
Tears filled in her eyes from my surprise... was her life lasting gift I would give to her with a forehead kiss...
Drying her tears away she moves down my hand to say: How long will you love me?
Handing her a dozen roses as I reply... I'll love you till the last rose die! ...
As she continue to cry... baby you make me sick! roses die too quick! ....
That being my main reason for the last rose being made out of plastic!
It never dies..
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