Nov 2017
Oh my sweet flower,
I confused you for a rose;
I see now you were just a ****:
I saw you spreading on my neighbors backard.
I think it's time I cut you out.
I confused you for a rose;
I see now you were just a ****:
I saw you spreading on my neighbors backard.
I think it's time I cut you out.
(M/US)
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