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Oct 2015
He smells like a rose,
I want a dose,
And I'm getting high,
On him.
He's that drug you take alone,
He makes you feel on top of the world,
He clouds your thought,
What have I bought?
I'm addicted,
I feel a little conflicted,
But he smells like a rose,
and I had to have a dose.
IvyWithRed
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IvyWithRed  Wonderland
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