Red 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.
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i have written a letter to the girl of moon in dreams Non-existent in reality kept waiting for her to be born into the pages of my book
Saw her finally, she wasn't the one i dreamt, rather the pretentious one, broke me apart to hide her sorrow when all i asked from her was her heart, can i borrow?
love of my past, why break me when all i wanted was you Unafraid of your pain I just feared to lose you, Thankfully it already happened
