Well you see I was a very Troubled child I had no parents to take care of me because they abandoned me because I would cry to much, but not normal tears.. no, I would cry a crimson red, they believe that I was a spawn of satan because once it touched any living thing like , for instance a rose the rose would wilt then the petals would slowly fall off . I'm almost certain that they believed my tears would kill them too like it did to the magnificent rose. I was never cruel or mean to anyone but I was still abandoned for some thing I cannot control. You see. Now what I mean?, this world is cruel and not everybody will appreciate you in fact some may even want to kill you because of what you Can do that they cannot.
~Astreal thunder~
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Wilting roses🥀
PoetryThis is not a very long story . It's shorts with a deeper meaning than some might thing :). I'm going to be releasing only little bits at a time
