11.pretty friend
there's a girl i know with a poison rose
she's gonna bring her
i suppose
everybody's got a pretty friend
the words they buy
the time they spend
goodnight
when her friend's around
she disappears
amid the broken stems
and tears
it's a bitter pill
and it's hard to swallow
she could take the lead
but she never follows
the bed of roses
turns to nails
the best laid plans
always fall
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