Roses - trophy of a girl. The calls never stopping. The search for victim. Empty pleasure. Escape. Darkness. Promise? Responsibility? Truth? The skies fall down. Surround the woman. The birth of a star. A burning candle. Heart's prayer. THE LIGHT COMES. AND BRINGS THE DREAM. To believe in. Warms with itself. Hands dial the number: "I am sorry, I can't. My dreams will die if I stay with you."
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