Monday, March 15, 2010

Tears of a broken rose

A bad time. Still.
Listening: Rose, NANA's first opening. Anna Tsuchiya

In this darkness, feeling small, knowing wrong, I cry.
Nobody can save me, and I don't want anyone to save me.

I need your love.
I'm a broken rose.
If my tears can shame you to not leave me,
then that is these tears' purpose.

I need your love,
if my tears can shame your soul,
if that's the price for you to stay,
then I will cry.

I need your love, I know
it's no longer true and healthy.

But I'm a broken rose.
I need your love,
even a broken rose still has its thorns.
These tears that shame my self,
if that's what will keep you, if
that's what only keeps you, I will cry them.

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