Red roses
Baby, I might compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave The more I get of you stranger it feels Now that your rose is in bloom A light hits the gloom on the grave
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olya2795Baby, I might compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grave The more I get of you stranger it feels Now that your rose is in bloom A light hits the gloom on the grave
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