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An end so cold |
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For love which disappoints the heart, so cold |
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As flowers she tight holds |
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This is her end |
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No one can mend |
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What death calls for to the cold waters |
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This is her end |
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No life to spend |
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Only an end so cold |
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Nettles for harming |
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And orchids for charming |
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Poppies for doom |
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And violets for gloom |
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An end so cold |
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With flowers which reminds her pain, so cold |
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As love in days of old |
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The end's coming fast |
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As water runs past |
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Flowers compose a scene so pleasing |
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Is up the past |
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Peaceful at last |
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Only an end so cold |
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Nettles for harming |
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And orchids for charming |
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Poppies for doom |
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And violets for gloom |
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Daisies for cleanness |
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And pansies for meanness |
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For death and sorrow |
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One forget-me-not |