Roses are red, violets are blue, why did you let me stay and let me think you loved me, knowing I was never enough for you??
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Stars at Midnight
PoesíaEach star has a different meaning, each star paints a different picture, each star has a different name to different people in different lives. So here's to all the stars with a story!
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Roses are red, violets are blue, why did you let me stay and let me think you loved me, knowing I was never enough for you??
