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@--\\----- She stood in mama's kitchen at the table by the door. Blue plastic roses their vase broken on the floor. He said he was leavin' bought a bottle at the store... Now daddy's gone won't be commin' back no more. (chorus) Blue plastic roses put together with some glue Blue plastic roses my oh my, how time done flew Blue plastic roses no longer bright, no longer new Blue plastic rose She's still waiting where they grew She sits at the table places set with cheap champagne. He's not coming over and she's alone again Blue plastic roses their petals cracked and stained Placed on the TV the memory remains. (chorus) The undertaker paid. The gravedigger gone. She left this rotten world She wasn't all that strong. Can we reverse the clock? It just ticks on and on The damage was too great no way to right the wrong Blue plastic roses set down before her stone Blue plastic roses haphazard set upon the loam Blue plastic roses hear the wind in the pines groan Blue plastic rose now she's really all alone Now shes really all alone. SoulSurvivor (C) 12/21/2015
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Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 3:49 PM UTC
Blue Plastic Rose
@--\\----- She stood in mama's kitchen at the table by the door. Blue plastic roses their vase broken on the floor. He said he was leavin' bought a bottle at the store... Now daddy's gone won't be commin' back no more. (chorus) Blue plastic roses put together with some glue Blue plastic roses my oh my, how time done flew Blue plastic roses no longer bright, no longer new Blue plastic rose She's still waiting where they grew She sits at the table places set with cheap champagne. He's not coming over and she's alone again Blue plastic roses their petals cracked and stained Placed on the TV the memory remains. (chorus) The undertaker paid. The gravedigger gone. She left this rotten world She wasn't all that strong. Can we reverse the clock? It just ticks on and on The damage was too great no way to right the wrong Blue plastic roses set down before her stone Blue plastic roses haphazard set upon the loam Blue plastic roses hear the wind in the pines groan Blue plastic rose now she's really all alone Now shes really all alone. SoulSurvivor (C) 12/21/2015
Bluesy country song. I must go off site a while I'll read more when I get back @--\-----
#love#suicide#life#death#blue#trouble#adversity#plastic#tortured
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Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 3:49 PM UTC
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