She stops to smell the roses
No matter how busy she get
It relaxes her
The scent is sweet
She stops to smell the roses
At the market down the street
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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