Tell you how

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You are my rose

I will hold you

even your thorns prick me

co's you're my painful treasury

loving you was like solving mystery;

Im earning piece by piece

Until I solve you

my puzzle,

I'll never be tired

of running

even exhaustion

pulls me down

I'll run till

I see the end

of your labyrinth

and claim your

golden heart

of bold.

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To tell you how much I love you

— t e k u j i ✒

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