A crimson rose my garden grows
Watered with my blood as its dye
Watch me bleed as it feeds
To twisted lies that bar blue skies
Why does fate produce such hate?
Dead the Dove of first Love.
A crimson rose my garden grows Watered with my blood as its dye Watch me bleed as it feeds To twisted lies that bar blue skies Why does fate produce such hate? Dead the Dove of first Love. |
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the imagery.. all of it.. it creeps down to my emotions.. :thumbsup
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I'm sane. It's the world that's crazy. ~Kariya Jin (Bleach 108)
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Drive on! We'll sweep up the blood later!" Katharine Hepburn
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I'm sane. It's the world that's crazy. ~Kariya Jin (Bleach 108)
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Drive on! We'll sweep up the blood later!" Katharine Hepburn
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