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Plastic Roses
The roses were plastic
The violets were fake
My heart was real
And not meant to break
The kisses were sour
The hugs, bittersweet
Obviously, we were
Not meant to be
The smiles were illusions
In the back of my mind
The happiness faded
And got left behind
The feelings were gone
In the blink of an eye
They just walked out the door
Without saying "goodbye"
The roses were plastic
The violets were fake
My heart was real
And it made a mistake
