Love is lost and this rose was my miracle
Months go by and a petal chases it
Wishing and awaiting a new dawn I stand and hide all my torments
It feels like a century that I have been waiting
Because searching for you will end in vain
I beg of you, reach me. Stop lurking in the shadows
For I who is in dire need of you cannot hold out much longer
You can follow the trail of petals and blood stains to find where I reside
Until that day I hold this rose by the thorns
When you find me look at this rose
It was meant for you my love
And since your reading this you were late
My scars didn't heal since the thorns kept cutting
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