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The Rose

I bought you a rose,
you wanted it so,
But then you arose,
And left me alone,
I've just arrived home,
A long time ago,
A warm empty hole,
The lust that you stole,
But if you do go,
Be ready and know,
A red bathtub holds,
The rose that you chose
Written by Alexanjah (Alexandah)
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