𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆

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— Life was a willow and it bent
right to your wind
Head on the pillow, I can feel
you sneakin' in
As if you are a mythical thing
Like you were a trophy
or a champion ring
And there was one prize
I'd cheat to win. —

𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆  - 𝒉𝒘.𝒉𝒋 ,, 𝒌𝒎.𝒔𝒎Donde viven las historias. Descúbrelo ahora