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Title: Crimson Roses

Love, Passion, Need, and Desire, they’re all beautiful and divine. All a part of my world’s great design. The seed that grows day by day never stops no matter whose back you’re behind. For or against, yes it does matter. Offence or defense, we will shatter you. Adore or ignore, yes I know we are eye sores. It all depends on if you accept it. The pedals, they fall as like all things grow old and die; and that’s how you expect it. We see through this and your intentions are deprived poison. We detected this and have the cure. Our love is pure and we know what road we have chosen. Once we have arrived at our goals there is no stopping us. There is no chance of dropping this, and that is for sure. More then anything our luck will surely enhance. That is my steady plan, going with what I have on hand. Thorns are the painful challenges that may lye ahead, things that will attempt to drain our happiness away. Each door is the opening of new things, and we will go through it no matter what mileage. Fulfill our dreams and go through fun insane times together, as time will un-doubtfully change. Better or for worse redeem time lost and cherish time we have. Let bad times parish and be lost, with good times be received with each passing day. Rejoice every second, every care, and every chance you get. Each one spent in the joyful dance of life, each step taken being more or just as graceful as the next with fair to excellent beauty. Like the gentle breeze giving the seeds a slow pace to spread, marvelous to compare to our lives as memories, the heart, and soul never whined up dead. Instead good fortune, condemn those who may harm the young and old descendents of the family.