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She left; never to be seen again.
What she left behind in her wake,
Was a rose... for the Devil;
A rose that smelled like her...
♡
~The End~
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A Rose For The Devil
RomanceHe was a Devil as hard as iron. She was a Crepe Myrtle as soft as butter. They were either perfect for each other... or drastic. ©️ 2023. All rights reserved. Cover by @take_life_easy.
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She left; never to be seen again.
What she left behind in her wake,
Was a rose... for the Devil;
A rose that smelled like her...
♡
~The End~
