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// Our Love- A Withered Rose // There was a red,

// Our Love- A Withered Rose // There was a red, red rose, blooming, signifying love, On top of my table, besides my journal, where I normally write, It reminds of those unusual and unnatural downpours, And those small, sailing paper boats, Once, I loved to refresh those mesmerizing memories, For my past, with you, was like a red blooming rose. //Caption // Our Love- A Withered Rose // There was a red, red rose, blooming, growing signifying our once blooming love, On top of my table, besides my journal, where my thoughts collide, where I normally write, It reminds of those unusual, non-seasonal, and unnatural downpours, And those small puddles, which become an ocean for the small sailing paper boats, Once, I loved to refresh those mesmerizing, melodious, bizarre memories, For my past, with you, was happy, blissful, growing like a red bloom
// Our Love- A Withered Rose // There was a red, red rose, blooming, signifying love, On top of my table, besides my journal, where I normally write, It reminds of those unusual and unnatural downpours, And those small, sailing paper boats, Once, I loved to refresh those mesmerizing memories, For my past, with you, was like a red blooming rose. //Caption // Our Love- A Withered Rose // There was a red, red rose, blooming, growing signifying our once blooming love, On top of my table, besides my journal, where my thoughts collide, where I normally write, It reminds of those unusual, non-seasonal, and unnatural downpours, And those small puddles, which become an ocean for the small sailing paper boats, Once, I loved to refresh those mesmerizing, melodious, bizarre memories, For my past, with you, was happy, blissful, growing like a red bloom
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