Our love is like a rose:
It sprouts like a rose,
Full of potential and life.
It deepens its roots like a rose,
Full of trust and strength.
It blooms like a rose,
Full of beauty and confidence.
It bites like a rose,
Full of pain and insecurities.
It withers like a rose,
Full of despair and promises.
It returns like a rose,
Full of potential and life.
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