l.i.a.r.

[vinculus]

love is a rose but you'd better not pick it.
it only grows when it's on the vine.
a handful of thorns and you'll know you've missed it.
you lose your love when you say the word 'mine.'

=neil young

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[anonymous]

i am a child
i'll last a while
you can't conceive of the pleasure in my smile