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Roses and vilotes

Poetry By: Monkey boy
Poetry


Roses are red


Submitted:Jun 15, 2009    Reads: 82    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


Roses are red.

Vilotes are blue.

I spread my wings and fly.

I fly to a new day.

I swore in the sky.

Looking of the girl of my dreams.

I also wan't to meat her and I wan't to sind the rest of my life with her.





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