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About MeI have a secret drawer full of paper roses
You might think they aren't as romantic as real ones But you're only judging the appearance What if he/she can't get you as rose? He's too poor to buy one He's crippled in a wheel chair, unable to go and find one So instead he'll fold me paper roses They won't be as neat as a professional's but I can still feel the warmth from his finger tips Each one colored different Symbolizing colors, or your favorites ones He'll keep folding me paper roses. One each day to show how much he loves me. And I'll put them in a drawer All to myself And send him back my love in paper cranes |