and why not gay girls and rose knows Lilly
and shows her, all that lies between
and why do you think i go too them for advise
about you on how to make them grow
petals and buds and pots the forest holds
but up front they do then tell me all it is
nothing about the thorns they know..
i dont care about thorns and those they know..
but only how to make the rose each bloom
full between the moon...and know i care..
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