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can you smell the roses' scent come off the vine can you see their thorns
from a mile line i had to touch i had to feel them pierce my skin
now i am hurt now i am bleeding from within
i can't go back i cannot travel against time my consequence it will unravel i will lose my mind
can you taste the roses' nectar from the stem can you hear their voices
calling you to them i couldn't touch i couldn't feel them soft as skin
now i am hurt the tears are seeping from within
i can't go back i cannot travel against time my consequence it has unravelled i have lost my mind