Would you believe me if I told you, that we are all just stained roses? And that the world is our garden?
We start off pure, like white roses we are, we then eventually grew more independent to our colors
Colors, they taint the rose which makes them who they are; there are two shades of colors, Dark and Light: Dark shades, from the name given, I guess you already figured out what they do and who they are, same goes to the Lighter shades.
In this world, of reality; In this garden full of roses, yet tainted and stained; some fading away like dried flower petals; The reason? Colors, but we can't do anything about that now can we.
Those roses whom were stained by their colors, grow independent in their lives, and sure will have a colorful fate.
That's what we hoped to have one day....
But for now, we are just growing roses waiting to be showered and cared for......
(A/N) YO GUYSSSS!! (AND GIRLS) I'M NEW TO THISSSSSSS!!! FORGIVE MEEHHHH!! I'M JUST TRYING TO RELIEVE STRESS FROM REALITY AND WRITE STORIES, HOPE YOU'LL UNDERSTAND😅😅😅😅😅😅😅😂😂😊💚💚🐼
.........muah😆
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Reality\\ Colorful Roses
Teen FictionTired....from all that running, i'm tired from all that chasing, i'm tired from all that teasing, i'm tired of being mistaken Let's see you'll like it, when I do it I'm more than what I look like, i'm more than what you call.... not any other rose...
