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My Scarlet Rose


Oh my scaret rose, oh my precious 

Where have you gone?

Please come back just like you came into my life

Don't leave me by leaving a rose on my hand

The rose which holds the beauty of scarlet red

The rose which hold one too many memories of ours

Oh dear the color of the rose is fading into darkness

The thorne which used to protect the rose as untouchable

But look it has been weak....

Just ike you and me....

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