Things i'll miss. Kissing them for instince.Think i'll miss that most of all.
They're worth the length they've put between us, the wait i will for them to see us back together. In my arms.
I wont let go. Hold on forever.
Love is all about whistles.
Im a surviver. We're a dieing dread.
Love is all about whistles. |
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