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Post by Master of the Shadows Reborn on Sept 27, 2005 18:30:52 GMT -5
Like a Rose, my love was more beautiful than others. Like a Rose, my love smelled sweeter than no other. Like a Rose, my love stood firm and tall. Like a Rose, my love's features were delicate. Like a Rose, my love was elegant. Like a Rose, my love's lips were red as blood. Like a Rose, my love has a thorn. Which has stuck in my side. Hurting me. Bringing me pain that for a long time I have not seen.
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