Duncan Dhu
Miscellaneous
Your rank is seen
Tattooed on your skin
You brag about it
With whom, you choose well.
And that's why today
Like just another day
You went dancing
You wanted to show
Your name in society.
Poor Rose.
I don't hide my crying
And I cry for you
Don't fly so high
For the sky is behind you.
My poor Rose, my sweet Rose.
Today I cry for you
Your laugh is the same
So artificial
Like your life there
That's why my Rose
I wanted to follow you
I couldn't pass
Beyond the portal
And there I said goodbye.
My dream, my Rose.

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