Rose from DICHOTOMY by John Harris

In the garden there's a rose, even through the night it grows
With thorns that cut so deep, but it's roots run into me

Many men have tried to pick that rose
They've tried to change the way it grows
They never loved its true style, it was perfect all the while

And she rose up to me. My little rose, haunts my dreams
And she rose to be the one that I need
My little rose, you are perfect to me

Deep in the fog when we first kissed
I tried to hold onto it but I missed
Just like a ghost that haunts my heart
I know I've found my new start

Thorns of beauty do no harm, pure perfection in my arms
A rose to mark my final days, a haunting tale to mark my grave

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• love
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