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Thorns of Love, 1994
I could have had your love,
If it was what I really wanted
Taken the thorns from the roses till
My fingers bled
Instead, I swam upstream,
Against the current of my desires
Walked across the quick sand
Held my breath a while
Now the sun shines, the ice melts
And I am allowed to grow
And have my own love in bloom
Despite the winter still on my breath
I could have had your hate if it was
What I really wanted
I could have passed those thorns on
With the points facing towards you
What would be the use
Thanks for allowing me to enjoy my
Peaceful indifference
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