Cordyceps Mario

I’m flawed I’m flawed and I know that I will always this misery this chilling feeling creeping low. This house of memories are still taunton  to me. Lushfall prison. What else could I do? I’m growing flowers with no place to run. The carnation I chose over you that but still golden after all that you done for a better life you took my own life our life that still had a sunshine   place down the rose and rest in the grave rest no knowing there always be a better name it hurts your the