Wild Rose

O lost and forgotten Rose, do not weep

For thine loving knight is on his way.

He fears not they wild b eauty, nor thy poison,

But cherishes thy wild beauty.

Gently he’ll pluck you from thy prision,

And keep you forever close.

So patient you must be, Dear Rose.

For happiness and peace will return to you.

Blessed art thou, O humble Rose~

As I have said, so mote it be~

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