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Weary stranger,
among the dead,
behold red roses,
she cannot smell.
Night approaches,
shadows move
upon moonlight
white dress and veil.
What is that noise?
that beautiful song,
mournful and dark,
behind those willow trees.
Leaves like tears
drape down her shoulder,
Haunted being,
will you stay awhile?

You look like someone
I knew in life,
kidnapped by fate,
betrayed by love.
What have you there?
Red roses too?
“Come” she says,
he comes to her.

Clouds sweep over,
the stars hide in vain,
a man’s scream unheard,
dead among the thorns.

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Give me a Rose (13)

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Dear Rose, your petals red
Haunt me ghostly dread,
I plucked you once and bled,
To me your mother said,
“Pass the thorns or flee
Every love demands a fee”

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