A New Woman
a dead rose
All the perfume has gone.
The petals are rotten and die away and is no longer turning on.
The smell fades away.
It's lost all it's magic and so it no longer has the power and lost all it has to say.
The rose is dead.
It is because our love is dead.
The petals are rotten and die away and is no longer turning on.
The smell fades away.
It's lost all it's magic and so it no longer has the power and lost all it has to say.
The rose is dead.
It is because our love is dead.
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a dead rose
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