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The roses.

I smell the mournful roses
I hear there desperate screams
To save there withered petals
With a cold and crystal stream
There falling far away
So slowly it does seem
The roses are all dieing
There dieing just like me.

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Jeez I'm on a roll on this breakup thing!

Do my poems let you feel my pain as well?

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