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Everest Rose

cold roses strewn secured my love

engendering that rude wayward fire

moving my heart to defy tomorrow

trapping me amid my frank desire

 

she left only thorns stuck in my mind

without a word I was left overturned

ship-wrecked shocked and abandoned

I watched from afar as my life burned

 

her place was rank with faded roses

the old perfume of eternal betrayal

in he...

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