It was going so well
A wonderful spell
Until I gave you that rose perfume
You never wore it
And I threw a fit
And decided to cut off your head
But oh how I dread
I decided instead
To break up with you on a Monday.
Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 10:58 PM UTC
It was going so well
A wonderful spell
Until I gave you that rose perfume
You never wore it
And I threw a fit
And decided to cut off your head
But oh how I dread
I decided instead
To break up with you on a Monday.
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