Remember, a rose can have thorns. Love can be torturous.
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Enveloped by Sadness
Short StoryI'm sorry, I'm seeing nightmares everywhere I go, and when I stop time goes by too slow <3 Let the wind whisk you away, there is no more time for play, We've outgrew this happiness Don't cry I'm watching over you Don't cry I'm leaving Don't cry I've...
Thorns
Remember, a rose can have thorns. Love can be torturous.
