Beating Tree (august 16 1995)
As A Red Rose
As a red rose, I wait for freedom of the ground.
As a red rose, I wait for downpour of rain.
As a red rose, I wait for love, I am bound.
As a red rose, I wait for love, I am plain.
Submitted: Saturday, December 10, 2011
Edited: Saturday, December 10, 2011
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