He poured out his heart
It was the match of love
She bleed and bleed for him
Like a BloodyRose
Little did anyone know
She never stopped loving him
Even with all the thorns of her rose
She loved against everything
Against everything she promised herself
Against any hope or happiness
Even if it was all discouragement and no love
She loved him anyway
That was her
Lighting the match of love.
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The Story of the Untitled Love Story
FantasyHe poured out his heart It was the match of love She bleed and bleed for him Like a BloodyRose Little did anyone know She never stopped loving him Even with all the thorns of her rose She loved against everything Against everything she promi...
