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Marigold
Mary, Mary, Mary, with your golden brown eyes and blood red passionate heart big enough to love a cruel world A deep encapsulating emotion you give me when I see thee Every time I see you I leave my heart behind hoping you will pick it up So we can be together and I can let my red tears of heartache fall into your heavenly hands To soil the earth and warn everyone that love isn’t easy but it’s more than worth it when its genuine Mary, Mary, Mary, there was never one more precious, soft, that feels reminiscent of what paradise looks like Mary, Mary, Mary, each golden rose pedal mixed with just the right amount of red apples sin To compliment your wild but at the same time sophisticated style I never tire from the sight of you dreaming so much being next to you doesn’t even seem real I never exhaust from lying next to you in this wild field of a world under the stars Your burnt October lips stick to me and leave loves mark While I pick each pedal apart Scattering your flowers love pedals with the wind Mary, Mary, Mary worth more than gold and more beautiful than the flower better yet she is the flower p.s. but does she love me or love me not…
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