She loved roses, so I buried her among her favorite ones.
Hundreds of petals for each memory we made together. Hundreds of thorns for each fight we had. Countless tears over a grave of one that holds two.
You are gone forever, and so am I.
She loved roses, so I buried her among her favorite ones.
Hundreds of petals for each memory we made together. Hundreds of thorns for each fight we had. Countless tears over a grave of one that holds two.
You are gone forever, and so am I.
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