You had such a kind smile
I'm sad it's gone
If I
I'm sure i'm not the first one to notice this
But
I guess I've stripped these threads down
Set it all on
To my chest, I grip fierce
All i've kept the dog
I can't wait to hear this one
I bet his story's
Theft is a tired fit, a tired fit
And one I
If they'd let my hands
I could set the sun
Just like
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