A sweet girl likes the beauty of love
A red rose needing water
The delicate petal lightly falls
Robbed by mean lies
and manipulated into chains
The winter wind blows and leaves a bitter ache
I want his summery place, it must be easy
Black death hit
We cry in this rain
Dream of soaring up in her blue sky
Still think friends together are power
The diamond shines, I recall my true life
A vision of worship above for eternity
Storm gone
Sad part over with gift of singing, pictures and language
It kinda makes sense to me in secret. I just grouped words I liked together.
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