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Two lovers lay in a field of roses
Vainly clinging to each other
White roses stained red with love
As she whispers ‘nevermore’
And they all should have noticed
That the 2 were slipping away
Before the poison takes it’s toll
He softly whispers ‘nevermore’
By fate they rouse
And by pain they fell
When it became too much to bear
They harshly whispered ‘nevermore’
Tear swept the sin away
Now they’re together evermore
When they were found the next day
By the grave their parents cried ‘nevermore’