My Rose
My Rose
You are my rose, a rose who blooms
Blooms int,do my torn and broken o.heart,
heart filled with trouble, make itu
. all extinct.
As you grow in this lonely heart, full of rage,
a raging bull ready to run, run away from horror lonesomeness, lonesomeness that may be gone
Gone away in your rose, the rose of life it all around
Forever Rose to live and never die
Christy Donnelly
October, 1994
© 4evaAcePower
You are my rose, a rose who blooms
Blooms int,do my torn and broken o.heart,
heart filled with trouble, make itu
. all extinct.
As you grow in this lonely heart, full of rage,
a raging bull ready to run, run away from horror lonesomeness, lonesomeness that may be gone
Gone away in your rose, the rose of life it all around
Forever Rose to live and never die
Christy Donnelly
October, 1994
© 4evaAcePower