"I've never been here and though you're physically here / You're pushing me away to decay like the day that I loved"
A dove is a glove
That I wear in my heart
Intr-o dimineata de 17
6 years ago
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Never in the wrong time or wrong place Desecration is the smile on my face The love I made is the shape of my space
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