The death of the Rose

" Willow, weep for me
Bow your tallest tree
Down to the infamous hands
Of someone no one understands

I'm not unique in this
It's based on none but my mistake
At night I lie awake
Thinking of all the hearts I'd happily break"
Emilie Autumn-Willow


Chasing the petals of a lost dream. Like butterflies so small they fly away.



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