Innocent love was once abloom,
thriving, fortunate and grand.
Betrothed hearts in desires' heat,
victims of jealousy's hand.

Days of tenderness lost it's grace,
still the memories do not fade.
Pain of love in shadow's embrace
dwells by the roses' grave.

[Falconer: By the roses' grave]

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