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In my memories, you are like a dream I wish to bring back
Beneath the dark skies, when I cannot see a thing
I have the courage to run off away to anywhere
You reach out your hand to me, who was filled only with wounds
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Asanoyace
Aug 28, 2014 11:06AM
@ilove_1d_5sos @Alexandra-writes di niente, ragazze!View all Conversations