For every rose petal that has fallen, smiles as my tears
For every tear that has cared for something, calls for whom to be near
For the thoughts that think of and misses each memory are the feelings that came from you; You can be all that ever mattered
You changed the feeling when love wasn't on my mind
You finished the book when you said only my heart was left to find
A Rose mean's that flowers can be the heart of a spoken word,
The Beauty From a Flower; love is my choice, roses from the hearens as beautiful as your voice.
A leading ladder to you follows my hands as i continue to climb; ''Continuous''
My hands seems to be getting tired, but my heart strives not to give in
As this -Continueous ladder- keeps me from Restoration, Reestablishment, getting back what was unlost, thinks my heart not to win
For one who was lonely at a time
will a rose petal fall for a lonely heart again.
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