She ,
A dandelion in a field filled with roses
Of course you'll pick the dandelion
So you can wish over her
And throw her away afterwards
When her beauty has faded
Along with the wind that held your wishes
- :-)
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She
She ,
A dandelion in a field filled with roses
Of course you'll pick the dandelion
So you can wish over her
And throw her away afterwards
When her beauty has faded
Along with the wind that held your wishes
- :-)