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you were madly in love with Tom but a few years ago Tom lost the love of his life. You were dancing at his university prom Tom whispered in your ear while they were dancing:
dance slowly purple flower... what do you look like? My beloved, she is waiting for me at home and I am dying to return..
loves another person, loving abuser, gangster, strict, hates you in silence, narcissist
a boy with honey-colored eyes, tall, with baggy clothes, who doesn't love you
Purple flowers jump out of the Bugambilia
Surely it was because they saw me cry
And as they fall, they caress my cheeks
Poor suicides, they just wanted to kiss me
And dance slowly purple flower, you remind me of my beloved
She's waiting for me at home and I'm dying to come back.
This is life purple flower, sometimes it tends to be evil
You are in love with me and I am dying to return
Dying to come back, dying to come back
"The world is that
A lot of people, a sea of little fires
There are no, no two fires are alike."
Seeds fall that I plant with my two feet
While Bugambilias grow, my pupils rain again and again
And while they dance, they adorn my skin
I better sleep another while so I can see you again
And dance slowly purple flower, you remind me of my beloved
She's waiting for me at home and I'm dying to come back.
This is life purple flower, sometimes it tends to be evil
You are in love with me and I am dying to return
Dying to come back, dying to come back
Oh, sweetheart, I'm dying to go back
Take me from here, take me from here
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