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The Death of Romance?
Wants and needs,
roses and weeds,
some to nature and some to nurture,
some to cut and some to care.
Just keep them out of my underwear.
roses and weeds,
some to nature and some to nurture,
some to cut and some to care.
Just keep them out of my underwear.
Published 15th May 2012
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25th May 2012 00:43am
Since even roses do have thorns
Even a saint may have one or two horns
So too my best recollection the most perfect life
Will have some degree of obstacles and strife
Even a saint may have one or two horns
So too my best recollection the most perfect life
Will have some degree of obstacles and strife
25th May 2012 9:48pm
When the petals seem too hot
Or sultry, for me, they are not
And when all becomes complex
More than not, it will perplex.
Or sultry, for me, they are not
And when all becomes complex
More than not, it will perplex.
