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I wish him Roses
He spoke of love yet he wore me like a glove
Nevertheless, I still wish him red roses.
In our togetherness, jealousy was my mistress
But I walked on, wishing him yellow roses.
His clever lies, the...
Nevertheless, I still wish him red roses.
In our togetherness, jealousy was my mistress
But I walked on, wishing him yellow roses.
His clever lies, the...
