Some women love roses, some love money
Some roses are red, some are yellow
Some roses smell like rot, some smell so mellow
Some women may be thorny, some are sweet like honey
All roses are perfect, even though some look funny
They may fool you and ***** you, just to let go
Some roses may leave thorns that you don't even know
Some have thorns may be sharp, some have petals that are pretty
Regardless, all roses are beautiful and elegant
Whether they were watered with ***** or fresh water
Whether they were raised with tender care or greed
And whether they feel the sun or whether they are relevant
Determines the type of rose he has brought her
Maybe she'll embrace the sweet scent or maybe it'll make her bleed.
Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 8:43 PM UTC
Some women love roses, some love money
Some roses are red, some are yellow
Some roses smell like rot, some smell so mellow
Some women may be thorny, some are sweet like honey
All roses are perfect, even though some look funny
They may fool you and ***** you, just to let go
Some roses may leave thorns that you don't even know
Some have thorns may be sharp, some have petals that are pretty
Regardless, all roses are beautiful and elegant
Whether they were watered with ***** or fresh water
Whether they were raised with tender care or greed
And whether they feel the sun or whether they are relevant
Determines the type of rose he has brought her
Maybe she'll embrace the sweet scent or maybe it'll make her bleed.
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