the white rose

the white rose

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her graceful fall like a white rose snipped off its stem. Her rosy cheeks gone pale and her hair dark and silky around her collar bones. Her delicate pink lips turned hard and grey, slowly appearing from within them a speck of vibrant red liquid. that's when I knew she was coming with me. That's what urged me to follow her life once she had been erased from it.
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I saw her from across the bar. My bar. My city. Everything in that world belonged to me. She stood out from the crowd like she was looking for someone to blame for her pain. That night, I felt the depths of my mistakes. I felt my scars. With a single glance, I knew her touch would take it all away. I craved it more than anything. I knew she would be a tempting, beautiful mistake. One I would make again and again... even if it cost me everything.

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