Bonnie’s Clyde

Rosebuds and lilies, pink and sweet willies.

I love sweets, but I hate that they give cavities .

they remind me of roses.

I am a rose; painfully beautiful and elegant.

Flowers aren’t the only things I love,

I love butterflies; the kind you get from eros,

the ‘tickely” feeling you get from love.

It feels sweet but sweets give cavities.

Walking is nice but not as nice as running,

running like the devil is behind you; with butterflies in your tummy and Clyde by your side .

Running round till your walls collapse and you’re left unguarded; what a beautiful mess!

Promises are made off guard.

it feels so sweet, but sweets as always, give cavities.

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