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One Black Rose

When I began
I had one Red Rose
I had some love to give
Some love not all love
And then I knew

I had all love to give


My soul grew wings
My heart rejoiced
Now I am
Here. Left.
With one Black Rose
I shall find
The tea cups
And tie them together
And hope she never forgets
Leaving me with
One Black Rose
And inside
My heart and soul
Like the vortex
In the One
Black Rose