Monday, November 1, 2010

Pick You, I Do

- Answered to Prick Me Not, My Lovely Rose by Sir Charlemagne


















Picked you once
Will Pick you again,
Every stage you're mine
Pick you in lost fate
will Pick you when I cry
The sorrowful dismay
will never let me sway behind
I will pick you once
I will pick you fine
I pick you always
in shadow and shine.

You're thorn closest to me
You said you promised
you'll protect me
Stranger be not, my protector.
prick will hurt in silent shutter.
Hurt you once, hurt you fine
pain I feel in lonely eyes.
Picked you once, will pick you twice
pick you always my only spike

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