EVERY ROSE OF EVERY THORNE
THAT I BARE, EVERY THORNE
DEAD I BARE, EVERY THORNE
AND OF DEAD I RAISE AGAIN
EVERY THORNE
AND EVERY PAIN
AND OF PAIN WILL RAINE AGAIN
EVERY DAIN
DAIN OF DAIN WILL RAISE TODAY
AND OF THORNE THERE WILL BE PAIN
PAIN OF PAIN, THERE WILL BE RAIN
FOR THE ROSE THAT SORR TO DRAIN
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Author:
J. J. (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 29th, 2019 12:07
- Category: Sad
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