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No More Forever
Sometimes, a smile Is all I had to offer
Inflection in my voice, now a little bit softer
Completely estranged, by our old laughter
Lovers always part, only meeting hereafter
Children will play, and when watered they grow
Those innocent words make us weep what we sew
Come to my garden, let me help you, poor rose
Shed your color, and your beauty will foreclose
Come to my window, greet my loving smile
A smirk and a rose, given after awhile
Fragrance and Love emanates throught the room
Making a fragrance that I`m no longer used to
Inflection in my voice, now a little bit softer
Completely estranged, by our old laughter
Lovers always part, only meeting hereafter
Children will play, and when watered they grow
Those innocent words make us weep what we sew
Come to my garden, let me help you, poor rose
Shed your color, and your beauty will foreclose
Come to my window, greet my loving smile
A smirk and a rose, given after awhile
Fragrance and Love emanates throught the room
Making a fragrance that I`m no longer used to
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