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A SINGLE yellow rose tipped with pale burgundy scented with the bitter sweet from being plucked too young STRONG PENETRATING THORNS ****** halcion, alcohol, tuinal CRACK ******* A ****** sweats on the ragged black leather couch sick, whining, in the dismal grey vampire apartment Something smells Something is eerie Something is wrong Good! You're home with the outfits there's a knock at the door Good! the stuffs here let's drown in the chemical reprieves because, Something smells Something is eerie Something is so wrong The relief sets in fast and I can relax a bit Hey, where'd the rose come from? "IT'S FROM ME BABE, HAPPY VALENTINES!" Something smells Something is eerie Something is desperately wrong IT'S TIME FOR ME TO leave, I KNOW THAT I MUST go
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Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 5:56 PM UTC
A Liars Rose (pt. 1)
A SINGLE yellow rose tipped with pale burgundy scented with the bitter sweet from being plucked too young STRONG PENETRATING THORNS ****** halcion, alcohol, tuinal CRACK ******* A ****** sweats on the ragged black leather couch sick, whining, in the dismal grey vampire apartment Something smells Something is eerie Something is wrong Good! You're home with the outfits there's a knock at the door Good! the stuffs here let's drown in the chemical reprieves because, Something smells Something is eerie Something is so wrong The relief sets in fast and I can relax a bit Hey, where'd the rose come from? "IT'S FROM ME BABE, HAPPY VALENTINES!" Something smells Something is eerie Something is desperately wrong IT'S TIME FOR ME TO leave, I KNOW THAT I MUST go
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Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 5:56 PM UTC
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