Everything ends in blood sweat and tears
War, love, life
Twice the winds pushed us together
Twice the rose ran
Resisting its partner with thorns
Rose, a Black Rose
Running resisting fighting
But only after growing thorns
Rose, a Black Rose
The winds have quieted
Howls of pain silenced
No more shall your thorns pierce
Grow on your own
Goodbye Black Rose...
My Black Rose goodbye
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