Let The Rose Choke With Thorns

Let The Rose Choke With Thorns

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[VERSE 1]
Beware the face too brightly spun,
The smile that steals the waking sun—
For beauty’s blade cuts swift and deep,
Where fools and saints alike will weep.
Oh, cursed gift! Oh, gilded chain!
To love her is to cour…

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