❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎ -A winter rose-
A winter rose played with your cord, unraveled strings… Death is a bizarre soul, I just had to understand, a steam fills my mind while you are stabbing me with Arctic icicles… I’m dark, haunted and bleeding my own blood for the silence you cutted me with so deeply.