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Dark You think I'm magical
Rosess bloom with my touch
I touch roses And they die.
You cant' have them
They are mine to keep and hold
you'll never even know they existed
And if you did
it would be a forgotten memory
of a time long past that never existed
If it never existed then how could it ever be what I wanted? If it never hapened how could I be
what I wanted to be in the first place
It doesn't matter
The magic of the dead roses never touched my soul
and in that place it fell into hell
that place
That place that never sees the light
That place that never feels the touch of the mother
And when I awaken in
this place
I will be
One with the other
and that other is you
You are
We are
You are
one
