As I lied there slowly dying
Screaming my silent pain
Crawling under the cloak of imagination
A white rose my soul
A graceful angel singing my story
The one that longed me for ages
Through my innocent youth
Screaming my silent pain
Crawling under the cloak of imagination
A white rose my soul
A graceful angel singing my story
The one that longed me for ages
Through my innocent youth
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