

Roses are Red, Violets are....Im trying to write. To write. Write what? Writing words, That seem so meaning less. I can't put them together. At least together to Explain. Explain. Explain the way I feel. Like Flying? No. Nowhere Close. I can't find the words. God Damnit. What can I say? To come close to explain. The Way I feel. It can't be done. No word Exist. Not to my knowledge. To explain my love for you. The Way you feel against my skin. When your laying next to me. Comforts beyond belief. When you look at me. When you cRoses are Red, Violets are....
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Hey, you!
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I've got Vagina. It's all over me!
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