Rose, beloved of mine,
For loving you, i can walk through thorns all the time!
But it doesn't means you will let me do so everytime :)
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Petals of my moonflower
PoetryRed isn't always romance, sometimes it's blood, Moon isn't always for lovers, but sometimes for secret cries, Flowers aren't always for marriage, but sometimes for grave, Petals aren't always soft, sometimes they prick the soul. No plagiarism/No hat...
my rose
Rose, beloved of mine,
For loving you, i can walk through thorns all the time!
But it doesn't means you will let me do so everytime :)