Rose.
Take
a
thorn
to
the
wrist.
Let the
blood
pour out
as proof
of my
love.
Watch
it drop
into
water
and
dissolve.
This
is the
way I
let go
when
you faded.
La vie en rose.
YOU ARE READING
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