Beauty so unique and rare
It will last a life
On borrowed time
But all beauty dies
To Compare a rose
To Beauty that is love
Would last a long a long sweet minute
But all beauty dies
Beauty stays today
But leaves tomorrow
To wish it to stay Tempts us
But then beauty flies away
A rose that lives today
Dies tomorrow
A flower which smiles here
Will soon Frown and be gone
To plead for it to stay
Is but a small price to pay
For something which is only for a while
Because all beauty dies
2007-03-24
10:13:02
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