His presence used to be the only thing that brought me comfort
Now I cannot speak his name without feeling like throwing myself off a cliff
-mine
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Coat Me in Pink
RomanceSome say I see life through a rose-colored glass But there is simply not enough space! If you tried to contain all the love that I hide The glass would shatter the hinges would break It fits more to say that I bought a house to coat in pink in which...
