...I apologize to whoever is offended if I mispelled the word in my subject, it looks wrong to me, but I don't know how else to spell it
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No one ever writes poems for you You're the wallflower, designated driver, spare tire Everyone's fall-back plan You're like the pansy to the rose No one will ever write a poem for you I'm the dancing spinning star child Absent minded professor With the hidden pensive kiss I'll never have a poem either When the world's glitter comes off on my fingers I will come back to you Always dance back to you You're my pansy-flower And this is your poem
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You're the wallflower, designated driver, spare tire
Everyone's fall-back plan
You're like the pansy to the rose
No one will ever write a poem for you
I'm the dancing spinning star child
Absent minded professor
With the hidden pensive kiss
I'll never have a poem either
When the world's glitter comes off on my fingers
I will come back to you
Always dance back to you
You're my pansy-flower
And this is your poem
:-) *blows kiss*
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