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The Rose 
Medium
by Bette Midler
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Some say love it is a river
drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
that leaves to bleed
say it is a hunger
an endless need
I say it is a flower
and you its seed
It's the heart of breaking
never learns to dance
It's the of waking
that never the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who seem to give
and the afraid of dyin'
never to live
When the has too lonely
and the has been too long
and you think is only
for the and the strong
in the winter
far the bitter snows
lies the seed with the sun's love
in the the rose
drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
that leaves to bleed
say it is a hunger
an endless need
I say it is a flower
and you its seed
It's the heart of breaking
never learns to dance
It's the of waking
that never the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who seem to give
and the afraid of dyin'
never to live
When the has too lonely
and the has been too long
and you think is only
for the and the strong
in the winter
far the bitter snows
lies the seed with the sun's love
in the the rose
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