The rose blooms
The thorns, they grow
My heart is closed off more than you know
The walls I’ve built thick and tall
Impossible to scale and will never fall
Rooted in cement
Built with stone
This is my fortress
This is my home.
The rose blooms The thorns, they grow My heart is closed off more than you know The walls I’ve built thick and tall Impossible to scale and will never fall Rooted in cement Built with stone This is my fortress This is my home.
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