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her feelings have mixed up in her head, only one week has passed since they met now she wakes up in his bed knowing it's a morning she won't forget she finds herself covered in roses, he must have done this in her sleep how could she come to feel so close, she knows this is a man to keep see a rose-seller on the street, he tries his best to walk on by but the woman noticed and said hi, "are you the lucky lady who gets roses each week?" he is a jerk, a motherfucking liar, he'll do anything to fulfill his desire he is worthless, women he degrades. i wan't his life, i hope that he gets AIDS. dick From Letras Mania