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So I danced along the current of pain and agony, until the day we met. I was like a rose with thorns, so how afraid you might get? But you watered me everyday, making me bloom to the core, And as you disappear, I wither, with misery swallowing me in, once more.
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 1:44 AM UTC
flower with thorns;
So I danced along the current of pain and agony, until the day we met. I was like a rose with thorns, so how afraid you might get? But you watered me everyday, making me bloom to the core, And as you disappear, I wither, with misery swallowing me in, once more.
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 1:44 AM UTC
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