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every rose has its thorn darling

sometimes roses get thrown

sometimes things don't go well the way we thought baby

sometimes roses are thrown

but baby we're the roses of our love

wont let them feel thrown

we're the souls of uniation honey

what really matter is the roses of love 

they won't get thrown honey

cause they do got golden thorns

i loved you with your thorns baby 

so now keep this rose of love for us

cause love is ,ignoring thorns baby

love is ,ignoring thorns