It's really no more
Than my big heart
And it's no secret
That we sink up
You say a word
And my mind likes
Our every step is a stars right
And it's blurry sometimes
And there's no light
My hands are cold
You're left surprised
Questioning how do we get out
Is this our place
The clock says it's time to stay.
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Author:
anabasova (
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- Category: Special occasion
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