And the rabbit hopped across the grassy plains towards the end
There was love and life to be found in the rabbit hole
A life that could be woven over time
A love that can be stitched any way the scars go
But these wounds are not just only mine
I hold them for the world to see
My pain is just as delicate as a lone rose
Waiting to be plucked by a stranger it never knew
I'm as lonely as them.
The scars as they grow
This pain keeps me company
It makes me feel at home
So I'll keep you by my side
My dear friend Rose
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