The Rose You Gave Was Not For Me
The rose you gave was not for me.
I knew this love could not be real.
You did not give it lovingly
It had not warmth I once did feel.
The rose you gave me was for you
cut down to die and grow no more
It did reveal love was not true.
I knew who it was really for.
The love you gave was not for me.
I felt it fade and vanish fast.
The rose has died no more to be.
Unlike true love it could not last.
The love you gave was meant for you
Your lust for life did fail to see
it choked the rose as lust can do
and killed love that you had for me.
The rose you gave refused to live
much like the love that could not grow.
You could not ever hope to give
the type of love you could not know.
My love had died quite like the rose
and may not ever be again
Your lust for life may offer those
A glimpse of love but give them pain.
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