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Broken Rose
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Ironhorse Writer
©04/12/2007
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She hangs a broken halo
In the corner of her mind
It's right above a broken heart
'Things' he'd left behind
Another tale of broken dreams
Thus, the story goes
For all who dwell within these walls
Known as Broken Rose
Not to be found upon a map
To find, one must care
It lies beyond the 'Last Resort'
Between Anguish and Despair
Void of rhyme or reason
Caring not in whom one knows
For the severed souls of society
Find peace in Broken Rose
Heed the signs within your ride
Thus, the story goes
Lest you dwell within the walls
Known as Broken Rose
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