Life may be out of balance and sometimes it comes like a blimp of roses that are out of bounds by the petals and loving more than the uneven puzzles of life just to put it all back together again almost like we are both living two separate lives and coming back together may still feel like a dream that is faraway inside of life that hits almost like an epic fairytale where each one is sweet like roses while the other one still carries the thorns of where life was once a lost and found of the heartbeat of roses.
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The HeartBeat Of The Rose Petals
Short StoryShe watered them as she called me flowers and her name was Rosyred and she may have watered only the thorns instead of the petals but the next day she watered the rose petals of her heartbeat the one that beats for you and you may covered your face...
