Ana Teresa Sola
Gothic Break-Up - Poem by Ana Teresa Sola
Roses are red, violets are blue
I love you
The sun is bright,
Your jeans are too tight
The night is dark,
your name is Mark
The moon is round and full
Just like our pirate skull
I have found, the love of my life...
Shockingly, it's not you...
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