I miss you. I miss not touching each other. Not seeing each other, not breathing in each other. I want you. All the time. No one else.
[ blue is the warmest colour]
marineide.
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It’s trueIn this lifeI’ve never been the oneIn your eyesI’ve never been the
truthAll you sawWas a broken mirrorAnd they toldMe to careWhen tryin’ to
fix yo...
3 years ago
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