One lonely rose
Within this garden grows
One lonely rose
With blood red blooms
The rose with blood that belongs to who
The rose smells sweet
As sweet as can be
The rose is beautiful
Lovely to see
However the blood upon the blooms
I can’t stand to see
For the blood is that of the past
A sacrifice made to put me on track
I have fallen and fallen hard
I broke heart
I’ve torn worlds apart
The sacrifice was to set me free
I give all thanks to thee
One lonely rose
Within this garden grows
One lonely rose
With blood red blooms
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