Blue85Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo5sJ21n9Ss
I am blue..85Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQzsLQjmhzr
The pain I feel is deep and unbearable, and yet I cannot voice it.
I feel so incredibly alone and unmoved by others’ attempts to reach out to me.
I'm in a losing battle, and I feel powerless to do anything to change my situation. It's the end, thus, my fate has been sealed by the rosy bay flower.
I had heard tales of the rosy bay flower and its deadly toxins, but I had never thought that it would take my life.
I was captivated by its beautiful, deep pink blooms and its dark, glossy leaves.
I saw it, reached out, and touched its petals, hoping that it would give me strength and courage amidst my struggles.
But, I guess, it's too late. The rosy bay flower has already taken hold of my body. Its effects are slow and insidious, as it slowly saps away my strength and my will to live.
I feel myself slipping away, sinking further and further, deep into darkness. I try to fight it, but I cannot. Thus, the end looks at me in disdain as I succumb to the Nerium oleander flower's potency.85Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMnGMJ2U5ur
