"Let's live to see the epilogue!" "Okay. You better keep that promise." It's hard to forget someone that gave you so much to remember... He saw a flame; A conflagration turned to bloom in the bright red flowers. .. but those roses don't burn as bright ... The petals have ...wilted... into a flight... Your journey has just turned into a great big lie... The bright red flowers... you once knew doesn't flicker with light anymore... it is now just black indigo crumbling before you... Your story's lore is gone... all that is left is just that figment in your mind... of what you wished that happened... . . . Roses are red, violets are blue Sugar is sweet and of course you are too. but he said that too late, for those roses have wilted no more trust has been formed. now it's just thunderstorms. Heyo-! I'm rewriting this story from my other account @Suzumehayano I'll be adding lots and lots more to this story! [Because I've been daydreaming up ideas instead of doing school work--] Anyways-- I hope you enjoy this <3All Rights Reserved
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