Maybe we were stars in the infinity,
Maybe we were the gravel of the road,
But somewhere inside I knew you were meant for me,
For you rewoke that fire inside I knew to be dead.
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Death, Depression and Other Shit
Sordid thoughts of a depressed teenager. You call them hormones, I call them shitty circumstances.