Our love grows and blooms like wild roses in the spring and the more that I am with you the more I like being. The sun is shining from above a rose covered with morning dew look at the beauty of each petal its beauty everyone knew. Take it a part petal by petal and you will take its life away, for petals are its beauty and it will die each passing day. Someday when the sun comes shining down that beautiful rose will wilt for time has killed the rose, the rose that nature built. And I'm afraid that something will happen to you and I I'm afraid time will make our love fade away and die. But lets work together and make our love never end for with the strength we have there will be nothing we can't mend. A rose may not last forever nor will it be able to rebloom but I have faith in my heart and for you, I'll always have room.
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