Lonely Rose

You think you’ve seen her naked
Because you took her clothes off?
Do you know what makes her cry?
What is she really passionate about?
Tell me what breaks her tender heart
Tell me about her childhood memories
Tell me about her dreams in life
Tell me stories about her that you ain’t in
You’ve touched her smooth bare skin
You’ve seen her undressed hot body
But you still know as much about her
As the book you had once found
But never got around opening it

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