Roses are red violets are blue
And I'm pretty sure that I love you.
The roses as red as the blushes on your cheeks.
The violets as blue as your cold hands engulfed in mine.
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A Fight With Depression
Short Story(Trigger Warnings) Do not read if you are bothered by reading very real everyday senarios such as suicide, self harm, and other things that tend to mend with having most mental illnesses. This book is a different book where every chapter is a short...
