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I can't yet see why she gave me thee
The earth had, had come to be
Morning flowers red, red I could see
So many times love, she brought me
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Rose bed, we could lay hands in green
I can't yet believe she was not then within
Her head seeked the sky, I had just seen
White was delight, within, all dream
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Thee was dead, is dead my land
She would have someone buy her love, new brand
Thus is her rosebud laying under the sand
Dyed in red, colors all fake, lies so grand
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Thee ain't with body, soil sucked off blood for tomorrow
I did mourn thee now, so did she yesternow
My corpse, she can have the wind to blow
disembodied My love, away, is to go
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Dead, as if life couldn't be my demand
dries in ground, bloody color of my hand
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