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I brought you these flowers
I presented these flowers to you.
A bouquet I made ya
A collection of flowers that I personally arranged for you.
I stole from the front yards
I took these flowers without permission from the gardens in my neighborhood.
Of all of my neighbours
Specifically, I took flowers from all my neighbors' front yards.
This took me hours
This task consumed a significant amount of my time.
I picked all your favourites
I carefully selected the types of flowers that I know you like.
You let them dehydrate
You allowed them to lose moisture and wither.
In a matter of days
This deterioration occurred within a short span of days.
Gave much more than just my time to you
I devoted more than just my time to you.
Wish I knew back then that all you'd do was waste it
If only I had known earlier that you would squander it.
Coulda saved myself the heartbreak
I could have avoided the emotional pain.
The wasted energy
All the effort I expended was not returned.
As it would never be reciprocated
No reciprocal gestures were made.
I brought you these flowers
I presented these flowers to you once again.
A bouquet I made ya
A collection of flowers that I personally arranged for you, as before.
I stole from the front yards
I took these flowers without permission from the gardens in my neighborhood, repeating the act.
Of all of my neighbours
Specifically, I took flowers from all my neighbors' front yards, repeating the act.
This took me hours
This task consumed a significant amount of my time, repeating the act.
I picked all your favourites
I carefully selected the types of flowers that I know you like, repeating the act.
You let them dehydrate
You allowed them to lose moisture and wither once again.
In a matter of days
This deterioration occurred within a short span of days, repeating the act.
I been racking my brains
I have been deeply contemplating and pondering.
Like what she gon' think?
What will be her thoughts?
And do she like daisies?
Does she have a preference for daisies?
Does she like pink?
Is her favorite color pink?
Will she be cutting off the stems, give 'em something to drink?
Will she cut the stems and provide water to the flowers?
Will she keep them in the vase or kitchen sink?
Or will she place them in a vase or the kitchen sink?
And it might seem kind of crazy but I'm starting to think
It might appear irrational, but I'm starting to believe.
I'm over-contemplating, complicating this
I'm excessively thinking and complicating this situation.
And I'm on the brink of asking if she'll be my wife
I am on the verge of asking if she will be my wife.
I brought you these flowers
I presented these flowers to you once again.
A bouquet I made ya
A collection of flowers that I personally arranged for you, as before.
I stole from the front yards
I took these flowers without permission from the gardens in my neighborhood, repeating the act.
Of all of my neighbours
Specifically, I took flowers from all my neighbors' front yards, repeating the act.
This took me hours
This task consumed a significant amount of my time, repeating the act.
I picked all your favourites
I carefully selected the types of flowers that I know you like, repeating the act.
You let them dehydrate
You allowed them to lose moisture and wither once again.
In a matter of days
This deterioration occurred within a short span of days, repeating the act.
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