23| m u l t i t u d e o f o u r l o v e :
"I see layers between us,
When we talk,
The distant sound of longing sighing in the air,
I try be as cautious as I can,
To let you know you're loved and wanted,
I try be perfect for you,
But there is nothing that could satisfy you,
Even your own self,
So I try and try until I fade away,
And believe that I'll meet you again."
- we don't belong together.
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