he giggled and gave me one of his roses to put on grandad's grave.
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roses // muke clemmings
Fanfictionthe rose with its alluring scent the sharp thorns twisted but it could never compare to the beauty of your eyes and lips for you are more beautiful than all ive known -m.c.
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he giggled and gave me one of his roses to put on grandad's grave.
