everythings good with me but...it seems u dont wanna talk 2 me...oh i hav somthin 2 tell u after the 'incident' we were in...violets are blue,roses are red,daisis are yellow,the flowers are dead.we part our ways 2 find what?seperate sides of the truth some good some not.life is a ball.goes in circles,but..never herd of it going backwards s,towards...us again,not to depend on eachother,we may be like sister and brother but life's short with a gun 2 ur head...violets are blue,roses are red,daisis are yellow,the flowers are dead.
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