Saturday Roses
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{{Saturday roses}} Broken glass trail along the floor

Saturday Roses

{{Saturday roses}}

Broken glass trail along the floor

Not calling you a liar

Just don’t lie to me

Which is all I asked

Roses for her, not for me

Lip stains on the glass

I knew it was her

Screams bounced from wall to wall

Crashing of the glass met the dead pedals on the ground

You watched me bleed as I made an exit

As the door closed I looked

It was her

Waiting for her Saturday roses.

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