Gulf of Red
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Última publicación mar, abr 15, 2014
I see roses, carried by the gentle waves in the Red Sea. The gulf, sprinkled with the petals from scarlet roses. Perhaps the blood shed from those who died from legend of the holy bible. To me its just a simple way, to show how much I really do love you; and to show that I would even turn the Sea Red, to prove I'm sorry and to prove I'll always care.
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