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Light cerulean ribbon contrasts my light curled blonde hair You take my hand and lead me down the forbidden path In your honorable suit and slicked dark hair I feel like a little girl in my peasant azure dress Tiny red ribbon strangling a perfect salient rose The love has fled you eyes as they scour my body I silently hide myself but you wrench me in Forcing me to trust that maybe I will be ok Under my light cerulean ribbon I fade
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Nov 5, 2011
Nov 5, 2011 at 6:33 PM UTC
ribbon
Light cerulean ribbon contrasts my light curled blonde hair You take my hand and lead me down the forbidden path In your honorable suit and slicked dark hair I feel like a little girl in my peasant azure dress Tiny red ribbon strangling a perfect salient rose The love has fled you eyes as they scour my body I silently hide myself but you wrench me in Forcing me to trust that maybe I will be ok Under my light cerulean ribbon I fade
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Nov 5, 2011
Nov 5, 2011 at 6:33 PM UTC
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