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By Baby Rose Date: 2007 Sep 04 Comment on this Work [[2007.09.04.11.13.14076]] |
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Crimson petals of roses, soft and pure, scattered, scattered around me upon a marble floor. Holding my precious secrets, a smile, a name, a song, inspired by the truest love, that's grown so very strong. And though the world around me, bears no warmth at all, the flower that holds the memory, burns without a coal.... xoxoxo baby |