Heart doesn't beat anymore
And u ask why?
I'm a corpse, killed by my lover,
But u didn't told why?
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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...
Heart doesn't beats
Heart doesn't beat anymore
And u ask why?
I'm a corpse, killed by my lover,
But u didn't told why?