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.
No plagiarism/No hat...
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Things have changed, time stays never the same, Life's just a pain, where's my lover, my friend? Are Promises just meant to be broken What was once red, Now my heart is all blue You left me alone to talk to myself Now I've lost my hue We don't talk anymore We don't talk anymore Like we used to do.
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