Publicerad 2018-06-12 18:33 av mickech

The rose


Bette midler

Some say love is a razor

that leaves your soul to bleed

 

I say love is a flower and you it´s only seed

is the heart that afraid of breaking that never learns to dance

 

 

and the soul afraid of dying

that never learns to live

 

Like the seed that becomes the rose..





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