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It Happens To The Best Of Us

There were roses planted in my heart, daisies in my mind. Sunflowers in my veins, and lilies in my eye. They've gotten sick with sadness, I had to say goodbye. And i felt every petal wither, and every flower die.

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i want a cigarette and vodka and loud sad music and to cry for a few hours

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