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lady i swear by all flowers

he keeps doing that.  all of you, really. swearing by us, calling us by any other names. (not so sweet.)  some of us are seeing red. some of us are feeling blue. (like i said, sugar, not so sweet.)  and you?  seriously. get a … Continue reading

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