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By Dragonfly

The roses look so beautiful but the thorns are all I feel Cupids arrow ment for love but his sting is all thats real went for a swim inside my head you know thats never smart found an island of indiffrence to rest my broken heart can I make it back to shore the distance seems too great maybe find me floating face down freed from this maddning state.

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