''In a certain desert of a certain mind lies a hidden rose, scarlet dyed, unique, fragile... being destroyed at every second and rebirthing from it's ashes. In that wilderness, beauty is a gift of a forgotten god''
-Grey 28:7
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Let me be your fragile rose
ResponderEliminarYou belong to me since the chaos was born inside me
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