A Jester's Plea to the Rose
you have weaved dreams in my life
Showered colors and light
The days started growing longer
and the feelings go stronger
I may have been a dull man
Having a wooden heart
but blood flowed through me
because of promises that well never part
Once again this dead angel took flight
seeking for your sweet kiss
allow me to fly with you in your dreams
for thy love shall be my ultimate bliss
This world will witness a new life born
a miraculous healing of a living tragedy
And thus if your love shall send me to heaven
Love me...ill Die Happy
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