Old roses never die


So many years were wasted searching for oblivion

walking with death at my side,

caring for nothing and no one,

but then you came

and took death’s place at my side

and I just kept going

on and on and on

though my body may fade and wither,

though my eyes cry and my heart falters

my spirit will always keep on going on,

old roses never die.


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