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That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love it is a razor,
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love it is a hunger,
An endless aching need.
I say love it is a flower,
And you it's only seed.
It's the heart afraid of breaking,
That never learns to dance.
It's the dream afraid of waking,
That never takes the chance.
It's the one who won't be taken,
Who cannot seem to give.
And the soul afraid of dying,
That never learns to live.
When the night has been too lonely,
And the road has been too long,
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong,
Just remember in the winter,
Far beneath the bitter snows,
Lies the seed that with the sun's love,
In the spring, becomes the rose.
i think that just about every slave or person in general out there can relate to atleast part of it if they have been hurt in a relationship in the past.
Hopefully you will enjoy the words and song. i tried to put a good copy of the song on but it was too big for the site. Sorry :(
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If you want the music to stop, just hit the stop button :).