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Goodbye Rose.



I wanna make you happy. But I've fallen, I'm sorry. I thought my wings could hold me up with angels, not demon. You don’t know how cool you are to find the ways to love me; without shame. I want my life to be red with trees and like autumn. So sad now we have become like children trapped in a maze. I wanna make you happy. But I've fallen, I'm sorry.

     Goodbye Rose. I'd follow you anywhere. You're my static.    

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