Roses 1

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  • Erotic
    • Annabear
    • in vegas tryin to get married to the man i love

    Roses 1
    Roses are dying
    Violets are dead
    Sugar is moldy
    So is your dick head!

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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