May
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My heart is like a rose, each time you hurt me, another petal fall, each time you scream, a green leaf touches the ground, each time you say you hate me, my thornes fall of one by one, each time you leave me, my body whiters into nothing, and when I´m all emty, forgotten and destroyed, you tramp me into the dirt in the ground. You always hope that I will be reborn, so that you can do it over and over again.
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