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14 years
Roses once red
Are roses now dead
She lays in my bed
And fucks with my head
We met when once small
And returned once were tall
All in the while feelings had stayed
It all turned to shit once they had laid
Now it's all gone and back to once was
The rose that was dead is now new and red
Are roses now dead
She lays in my bed
And fucks with my head
We met when once small
And returned once were tall
All in the while feelings had stayed
It all turned to shit once they had laid
Now it's all gone and back to once was
The rose that was dead is now new and red
Published 18th Sep 2014
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