I look at your surprised expression when you walk through door number one, well, you found the key I put on the table for you... I breathe, "let's just hope this one is different" the last refusal had broken my heart, but the sight of you was enough to put it back together again I hand you the black rose
You better follow me if you want to live... I say this with a cold tone, but with a slight hint of affection in my voice
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