#!*@, by Dragonfly
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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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Posted: 2008-04-22 13:26:07 UTC |
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