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Jan 2018
If I could I would fill the room with roses
If I could I would hire a string quartet
If I could I would get down on one knee
and propose

If we could we would buy a house with a white picket fence
If we could we would have three perfect children
If we could we would grow old together
and die together
But we can’t.
because of the things they said
because of the looks they gave
because of the thoughts you heard
because of the heart they broke
because the bottle was close
because death was warm and welcomed
because of them.
We can’t die together
grow old together
have three children together
buy a house together
I can’t propose
can’t get down on one knee
can’t hire a string quartet
can’t fill the room with roses
Because of them.
Written by
Maxine Rosenfeld
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     Yann and Rose
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