For the truth,
that stay in the Dark,
makes some bleeding.
For the rainbow,
that appears after the Rain,
makes some Happy.
For the flower,
that grows in the Spring,
makes some smiling.
When they ask,
who am i,
i see u far away,
Running towards me.
When the sign becomes red,
Beneath the Ground,
a worm crawing.
when i gave my words,
all that u need,
my joy flowing my body.
Even when i feels alone,
so cold inside, so beautiful,
u makes me through.
Focus on you, holding a rose,
passing the message.
You are my lady of rose....
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