Once again my heart is torn, stabbed by yet another thorn. Rose that I did once love, heart masked like hand in glove. Now that I've been betrayed, I see my soul begin to fade. I am as a morning frost, made to melt, I am lost
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Inspired by a cold worldBirth sign: Not entered
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