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The rose

(A. McBroom)

Some say: "Love, it is a river that drowns the tender reed"
Some say: "Love, it is a razor that leads your soul to bleed"
Some say: "Love, it is a hunger, an endless sake in need"
I say: "Love, it is a flower" and you: "It's only seed"

It's the heart afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking, that never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken, who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snow
lies the seed that with the sun's love in the spring becomes the rose

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