Illiterate
...lay you on a bed of roses
and show you all i knowses
sure you top it like a bow
but quiet for my broses
leave me coming back for more
watch as my door closes
waiting for you by the shore
poetry compo...
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Categories:
broses, flower, funny,
Form: Light Verse
Our Roses Have Died
...Everything must die,
And im left here to lie. To facade myself we are dry and brittle,
And that somewhere inside you love me a little.
I have always known you were intelligent,
But I wasn't; not ...
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Categories:
broses, lost loveme, love, me,
Form: Rhyme