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The black rose
The music fills the silence. As our heart beats echo the wind. We whisper our secrets into the air. My words I hope you hear. Cause they may soon disappear.
The black rose. You watched as it began to fall. My broken heart was visible but you never saw. Why don't you comprehend. Our love isn't the only thing that's dead. The black rose.
This is the tidal wave before it hits the shore. The destruction is about to occur. Just hold on tight, cause the pain I can't endure.
The black rose. You watched as it began to fall. My broken heart was visible but you never saw. Why don't you comprehend. Our love isn't the only thing that's dead. The black rose.
I will keep my silence. I won't whisper any words. I'll wait patiently. As you find the words you haven't heard.
The black rose. You watched as it began to fall. My broken heart was visible but you never saw. Why don't you comprehend. Our love isn't the only thing that's dead. The black rose.
The black rose. You watched as it began to fall. My broken heart was visible but you never saw. Why don't you comprehend. Our love isn't the only thing that's dead. The black rose.
You waited to long. The black rose already hit the floor. But don't worry, we were all together wrong, anyways. I watch as your face turns to a frown, it's like deja vu. I knew it would end like this, me and you.
The black rose.
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