*We have come to this Weather a rose down to its thorns You ..
Added 2023-02-22 19:54:28 +0000 UTC*We have come to this Weather a rose down to its thorns You see something hidden in the lush Notes of the petal’s scent Sharp pain a secondhand prize Awarded to grabbing love By the throat Tiny serrations Belong, somehow Never complain You make the bloom Cheaper that way*
