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Walking by that isle hope it will not reach its memories to me with all that red and pink and bows festooned with ribbons, Doilies, flapping doves Cartoon kisses candy heart...ache Doubt all the chocolates of the lovesick world could fit in those heart-shaped boxes Crying out for dollars, Perfume, diamond rings Isle end-caps filled with promises   carnations, roses Gaudy sugar pleas – Be mine! Be My Valentine! All the tiny candy hearts in the world all 8 billion strung end on end   could not – Love U Hug Me Be Mine You Fine Hey Babe Lets Rock Luv Ya Play Time Adore You Rock Text Me Hot Boy Say Yes Sweet One The only hope of February – these Meanwhile Cupid –drunk, passed out behind some barren trees
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Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 11:28 PM UTC
Be Mine
Walking by that isle hope it will not reach its memories to me with all that red and pink and bows festooned with ribbons, Doilies, flapping doves Cartoon kisses candy heart...ache Doubt all the chocolates of the lovesick world could fit in those heart-shaped boxes Crying out for dollars, Perfume, diamond rings Isle end-caps filled with promises   carnations, roses Gaudy sugar pleas – Be mine! Be My Valentine! All the tiny candy hearts in the world all 8 billion strung end on end   could not – Love U Hug Me Be Mine You Fine Hey Babe Lets Rock Luv Ya Play Time Adore You Rock Text Me Hot Boy Say Yes Sweet One The only hope of February – these Meanwhile Cupid –drunk, passed out behind some barren trees
Ironically, there are nearly 8 billion people in the world tonight... a tiny candy heart and loving words for each one. The company makes 8 billion hearts a year.
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elizabeth-balise
Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 11:28 PM UTC
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