Bulma

  Some say love, it is a

  river

  that drowns the tender reed

  Some say love, it is a razor

  that leaves your soul to bleed

  Some say love, it is a hunger

  an endless aching need

  I say love is a flower

  And you, it’s only seed

  It’s the heart afraid of breaking

  that never learns to dance

  It’s the dream afraid of waking

  that never takes the chance

  It’s the one who won’t be taken

  who can not seem to give

  And the soul afraid of dying

  that never learns to live

  When the night has been too lonely

  And the road has been too long

  And you think that love is only for the

  lucky and the strong

  Just remember in the winter

  Far beneath the bitter snow lies the seed

  That with the sun’s love in the spring becomes the

  rose

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