Posthumous notes
How many tears poured out of love?
She cried in a single day
Trying to get rid of that pain.
That made her suffer in agony
White roses were placed on the altar.
To adorn his love that lay there
And on each petal a tear trickled
Mourning along with her that symphony
Love goes with the petals of a rose
That shatters like a showy pane
Leaving your shards in sad hearts
That even with so much pain they insist
In continuing his journey
It is the force of love that makes every word worth
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