that is, if I'm correct.
I mean, COME ON!
"My heart is a flower,
Budding, blooming, dripping dew,
Dropping petals all over the place,
Making a big hopeless mess,
Stinking things up,
Waiting for someone to come over and suck the pollen out of me,
Suck me dry,
Til I wilt,
Til I am nothing,
Til next spring."
Oh King Missile, I couldn't have put it better myself.
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