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Plastic Roses

How many roses can you give

In this land filled with lies and deception.

You whom I thought

Was my lover.

Gave plastic roses

To pleasure another.

Unknown to me,

I let you flood my room

With roses that shone and glitter.

But those roses were made

To bury a secret.

And when I knew, my heart shattered.

Plastic roses, plastic memories, plastic love.

I filled my story with your lies,

Became a martyr to a false paradise.


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