Apr 2016
I am floating on the sea
With 3 petals that I picked
“He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me”
Those petals made me sick
They lied and now I see
I am the last petal that I picked
With 3 petals that I picked
“He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me”
Those petals made me sick
They lied and now I see
I am the last petal that I picked
(α)
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