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O Rose ,Thou art sick !
The invisible worm that flies in the night ,
In the howling storm and raging night ,
Has found out thy bed , And does partake ,
Of crimstom joy , Like you were a toy ,
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy and you will be no more .....
Sweet Red Rose of Loves delight ,
Love me on through out the night ......
Who doth care if morning breaks
As your Life blood is all it takes .....
