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Living with me, |
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a rose, |
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into me, |
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a cavernous waste, |
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into me, |
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a deserted shore. |
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Into me, |
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a thunderous cave. |
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A thunderous cave |
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crashed by lightning, |
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its measure outmost wild. |
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Under this fury, |
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the rose has grown, |
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a rose, |
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so rich, so pure. |
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Her rich perfume, |
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in vitrum |
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expansive royal to take, |
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to take away his own bay billboard. |
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It's a beast, |
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come and take her honey, |
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but please go away, away, |
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to see, |
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go away to see. |
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But chance, that is, |
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it hurts him behind, |
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and I'll be a black rose, |
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let her be all with her own security, |
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bring her to me, |
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with her root, |
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and her thongs, |
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leave her apart |
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leave, leave her apart |
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leave her apart, |
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her root |
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her security, |
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apart, |
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leave her apart |
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bring her to me |
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bring her home |
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for your own security |
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leave apart, |
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leave apart, |
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leave apart. |