the rose legacy

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The roses are painted, the stories are told, now it to determine which way the head will roll. The world that is filled with fantasy is also a place of agony. Beauty is over clouded by envy and the blade shall fall.

The caterpillar who is flat out on weed is drinking the mad hatters acidic tea,the weird cat is smiling and stalking me.

We need to get out of this place, with or without our heads. The biggest mistake we have ever made was that tumble down the rabbit hole.

TICK TOCK, listen to the clock, telling us we have very little time left. The old saying has never been more true-ask not for whom the bell tolls, for it tolls for you.

The caterpillar who is flat out on the weed is drinking the mad hatters acidic tea, the weird cat is smiling and stalking me. In this world, no one ever seems to sleep.

Teedle dee, teedle dum, the bell stuck one and the jabberwockys’ time has come, the queen is determined it is my time to die, to be best sent of a vacation that costs 10/6.

At this time I need a “drink me” to shrink me, to get me out of this puzzle, this maze, this rabbit hole, back to my boring life with my sister. Screw the white rabbit, this time I am late for a very special date.

The caterpillar who is flat out on weed is drinking the mad hatters acidic tea. The weird fucking cat is still smiling and stalking me, I had all the adventure I will ever need, after this trip, I need to get to sleep

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 05, 2013 ⏰

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