Roses are beautiful but like all flowers they wilt
Roses are among the sweetest of flowers but their thorns prick
Roses are red but my sunflower was yellow
And as romantic and lovely red is, I'm still blinded by sunflower
I want my wilted sunflower not a perfect rose
But I can't have her and I can't string you along so I don't know what to do
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