.....READ BOTH ROWS....................... READ BOTH ROWS.................................................
.....gosh mine rote like rose read read rote......
......just bust with beut.....
.....play that tune baby........
........play that shit good................
.............pure face.....mine will your.....very cute.......................
.....your skin your hair your mind deep give full mind full body deep felt.........
....deep aqua gone.......fish walk.........still love......still love............
..........still love ....care your will your word......................
........star burn love melt rock still love... your soft.... your need
...............your body your self give self into still full give still your love.....
............hour time sand slip love wont slip still felt.... kiss..........
good exit come back some time your will have mine love..................
..................safe gone away mine love mine will come back love........

...............even over many many many many feet..........................


.......................... GROWS YOUNG DIRTY TULIP..........................


.............eeesh tulip you're kinda krank...........
.............clear snake wings
...............trace cloud black skies..................
..............flown harsh moans crash rains.............................
...............looky,rests loves place
................happy blood shows................
................dirty males urges creep.................................
................ended beats heart break.......................

after burnss a red red rose and blakes the sick rose


O MY Luve 's like a red, red rose
That 's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve 's like the melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune!

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I:
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry:

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile

O Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm,
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy;
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.

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