Love, Like A Fallen Rose - Copyright 5/16/98 by Dan Sharpe.

Like a fallen rose, my love is gone,
crushed like a flower, who's fragrance lingers on.

Dirfting out of reach, like wind blown petals on the ground,
in my darkest hour, your love can not be found.

My love is fallen, like a gentle rose forlorn
I reachout for you but grasp only a thorn.

Torn by life's creul jest,
my heart beats on in emptyness.

All thats left is the memory of beauty gone,
as its bittersweet fragrence lingers on.

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