"Why are you always barefoot?" I asked.
"So I won't crush the roses"........
'Our love is six feet under
I can't help but wonder if our grave was watered by rain.
Would roses bloom?
Could roses bloom?'
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"Why are you always barefoot?" I asked.
"So I won't crush the roses"........
'Our love is six feet under
I can't help but wonder if our grave was watered by rain.
Would roses bloom?
Could roses bloom?'
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