My voice raspy, from the few petals that manage to escape.
I can feel thorns prickling at the bottom of my throat.
The petals are beginning to clog.
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MARIGOLD BABY. | m.yg✔️
Fanfiction《 you're my muse, but he's yours, will you please at least grant me one last dance? 》
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My voice raspy, from the few petals that manage to escape.
I can feel thorns prickling at the bottom of my throat.
The petals are beginning to clog.