roses are red
violets are blue
flowers so beautiful
they remind me of you
...
the faster i go the slower it seems
the clock ticks tocks then tocks ticks
making me go backward instead of forward
rushing back to what has been
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you loved me once thats what you said
why did you stop is what i asked
as you walked towards the door
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where i to describe you
angel i would say
flower i would smell
speech i would hear
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what i saw shocked me to the core
an e-mail from you to me
saying it was going to fast
you needed time to think
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the spirit of man reaches out
to all who see and all who call
for man is part of all
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friends are there no matter what
they cry with you and laugh with you
all day into the night as you tell of
the hurt inside
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