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Where is thy rose?
Where is thy rose?
I do not see it in my hand
but I see blood pouring from my vision
for thy thorns have pricked me
Where is thy rose?
I do not see it in my hand
but there is a sent that lingers so sweetly
for thy perfumer I smell so strongly
Where is thy rose?
I see it now in my garden
with bloody thorns
and a perfume so sweet
I do not see it in my hand
but I see blood pouring from my vision
for thy thorns have pricked me
Where is thy rose?
I do not see it in my hand
but there is a sent that lingers so sweetly
for thy perfumer I smell so strongly
Where is thy rose?
I see it now in my garden
with bloody thorns
and a perfume so sweet
Published 12th Aug 2012
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