Post by Bleeding Quill on Sept 21, 2012 13:49:22 GMT -8
I thought the roses were red and violets were blue but when I lost my memory of you the roses died and my violets turned to dust as the wind came and took it all away.
Last Edit: Sept 25, 2012 12:31:27 GMT -8 by Bleeding Quill
"This soul of mine is made of dust and pain and it bleeds only for me!"