Roses are red
Violets are blue
You are a thot
But I guess that you knew

You're prickly like a rose
And discolored and ugly
Like a violet that's purple
Not blue like you, that's fugly

Speaking of love
You don't know what's to it
You just hope for the best and do stupid shit,
When it doesn't go right you just throw a big fit
You suck at love please just admit it

You feel no remorse
And you've been proven insane
Two times we've all seen that you have a fucked up brain

You feel no remorse
That's a key to sociopathy
You don't plan shit out
Unlike me.
You have emotional abuse in your history
So good luck ever being close to finding me.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 13, 2018 ⏰

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