I love flowers. All kinds - magnificent and stroking lillies, carnations - the very representation of raging passions and roses with their attractive blood red petals and villainous throns. They are all beautiful - which is strange for me because that's exactly what's killing me.
I'm dying - slowly choking to death.
Because of flowers.
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The thorns that kill my heart - hanahaki
Teen FictionI love flowers. They are beautiful and hold deep hidden meanings within there sweetness. No matter what, I adore them all - which is strange. Because they are the reason I'm dying. Slowly choking to death from the inside... ...All because of my belo...
