crimson scented

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i won’t deny admiring your beauty once
i won’t deny falling to your sweet scent once
i won’t deny drawing closer to you
only to feel you more, more, more (once)

i won’t deny fainting at your fragrant aroma before
i won’t deny gasping in awe whenever i saw you before
i won’t deny feeling all bubbly inside
like a stupid idiotic freak, freak, freak (before)

but now i would be in denial
if i said i still admire your tempting aroma
i would be in denial
if i said your thorns didn’t tear my flesh

you red, deceiving (wild) roses

(oh how i loathe you with all my hatred)

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a/n : about my ex-boyfriend who apparently made
my life darker in the past. shortly, he sucks.
anyways, thanks a lot for reading.