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Sep. 8th, 2004 07:11 pmThe roses were staring at me.
I think they were spying on me. For the Sunflower offical.
They were staring at me all day as I was doing things in the garden for Verra.
They're after me. I know they're out to get me. They want me to fail. To fall further than I already am. I won't though. No. I'll show those flowers. I'll prune them good. Then they'll be sorry damn shrubs.
I think they were spying on me. For the Sunflower offical.
They were staring at me all day as I was doing things in the garden for Verra.
They're after me. I know they're out to get me. They want me to fail. To fall further than I already am. I won't though. No. I'll show those flowers. I'll prune them good. Then they'll be sorry damn shrubs.
