Glass Rose
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Fri, Feb 17, 2017
A rose's life is wistful; just like a Tombstone Rose.Angels are not common, but there's one in front me.However, she leaves for another loved one.And so, she risks herself for him; leaving me to accept it and fall to my knees.I'm a fool; laughing and hurting as I know what will happen.
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