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please enlighten us flowers! win!

She looked fearful of the answer. "My... heart..." she siad putting her hand over it.

Thorn lay down in the shade. "Why do they try to help me?" he mummbled.

"I-Its no big deal... it happens everyday..." he got out of the water. "You should go rest brother." she siad. "Dont tell me what to do!" his face was dark red with embarrsemnt. "I dont need your pity." he growled. Roze sighed "Theres only one cure..."

The show its from is called 07-GHOSTS Smartness!

Roze steps out of the bushes. "He cant controll his groth. his thorns will grow into his heart." she siad sadly. "I. am. all. right." siad thorn eyes wide and blushing. "h-how long had you two been..." Roze smiled. "Ive been here for five minites."

He hadnt noticed her yet. He was in to much pain. He gripped his chest again crying in pain. Thorn caughed up blood as well as a thorn. he was breathing heavely.

The power of ta ghosts!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=swXZXhCyi8c&NR=1

His eyes widened and he gripped his chest. "I dont want to kill her but... n-no I cant pity h-her now..." his breathing was harsh. he dove into the water below. he sighed as the pain subsided. He stared at his reflexion. with a mixture of horror and hateread. "Why... am I such a monst...

I win cuz I like this song!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pz4jxQWxC08

"Mother? So you were a flower like my sister... that alone puts her above me... I... Im afraid..." he siad to the sun. "Im afraid of being alone..." he felt a warm tear drip off his face into the water below."Mother, Father? were you really flowers?"

He saw a birds nest in a nearby tree the mother returning to her chicks. "Family..." he siad. "Whats a mother?" he asked himself. "Why did we come from a flower and not a loveing dragon family? Is that why I hate you? The flowers are your family... Thorns are not family ther...

but i havent lost yet!

"She never sufferd like me. Roze... why dont you hate me?" he looked at the sky. "Why... do I hate yu?" he wonderd.

His deep red eyes looked around the river. They were strong and brave yet hurt and sad. "Why am I important... why do I live?" he asked himself. "If I take it... then what? why do they help me?" he looked at his claws.

"I could have died if... no I must not get attched to her! If im going to... if im going to..." he looked at his reflextion. He growled and shot a thorn at his reflexion. He changed a nearby tree into a thorn tree and sat on a large branch. "... Ill steal that from her... I have to......