my rose
Oh, like a rose
You fragranted my (my) nose
Oh, like a rose
You prick me with your thorns
That didn't stop me
I knew what I was doing
When I picked you from the garden
Oh, I chose you
Just for me, my rose
The blood didn't stop me from loving you
If anything, it made my love grow
My rose
You fragranted my (my) nose
Oh, like a rose
You prick me with your thorns
That didn't stop me
I knew what I was doing
When I picked you from the garden
Oh, I chose you
Just for me, my rose
The blood didn't stop me from loving you
If anything, it made my love grow
My rose
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Writer(s): Ciamara Smith
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