Rose

Couldn't have you just listened just for once
No your shattered heart was too loud for you
Now I'm here worried to death about you
Awfully amused by that by the corner of doom
This picture was way too black and blue
Every rose has its thorns for protection
As I sit in this puddle of unworthiness
I ask myself why did I have to leave
Maybe I could have helped you a little bit more
your beauty was unfounded by most
I seen it it was petrifying in all the best ways

◄ Hazelnut Cakes

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