𝔓𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔩𝔢

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Blooming friendships, Romantic feeling, and everlasting love....

Oh, my sweet rose....

How you shine...


How you blossom...

Just, makes me want you even more...


I'm not supposed to be feeling this way towards you...

I've been injected by society....

But....

Now....


 there's no one here to judge me....

No one here to judge me, about how I feel towards...

You....

You my precious Rose...

I'm looking at a field of daises, and I see a Rose...

That is you...

You're special...

How you blossom, and bloom...

How....


 I love you...

How, I admire you...

How, I adore you...






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