That sweet scent is the only thing that I have of you.
Why did you have to go on that plane?
We were half way there.
I lived to love you, now your gone
I still smell your smell of blended fruit
Your creative juices flowed
Now they have truly bloomed
Lined up with blood like on the camilia flower
Lay in deep into your grave
Fruit and grass, what a smell!
The deodorant you had made such a perfect mix
Were you are now, I can still sense you.
The turtle dove, the kiwi dragons,
they all loved us
The female kiwi and orange dragons sure put up a fight!
Fruitapolus is doing great with Lucimia, Orange Blossom and Green Lime.
Wish you were here for I took you for granted
We were almost going to be together
As I look at myself in the mirrior
I break it free from my fear
I take a sharp edge,did the unthinkable
and finished me off till we met again together
as teens up where you wanted to be.
Away from the plane you were on
and together with me.
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