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I held a rose today  I grasped its thorns aggressively  My ring finger was pricked As if nature had told me, “She is far too exquisite to be tainted by those who do not understand 
The words you say makes me smile, but the pain I been through  I just can't... So much suffer  cause me to break a heart. You can't be next... Don't expect me to say yes.
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