See the roses just shattered on the floor
and the leaves are whiter
Shall there be my love tall
to full and to rise falter?
Stepping in the roses of love
It’s broken but yet beautiful
And you as the shadow of dove
Fly over in a perfect soul
Fall just like the broken leaves in winter
For everything shall come sweeter
But yet come bitter in the life of you
My love in life…
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