and yes i love the way rain smells
and yes i love band members more
than myself and yes i love hot
chocolate on a cold morning but
please never forget that i love you
so much more. i would give up all my
favourite things, just for you. i wouldn't
hesitate, for one second, to give
up my world just to be in yours.
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deadroses || poetry
Poetry"we had a vision though, now we dead roses" now, why did she send them? these broken down, wilted, beat up, rotten-looking flowers.
