‘Blaze’ is just what you picture a climbing rose ought to be: romantically rich in color, dramatic, vigorous, and covered in flowers from spring to frost.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
it's all your fault
you called me beautiful
you turned me out and now i can't turn back
i hold my breath
because you are perfect
but i'm running out of air
and it's not fair
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