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I push myself into broken music, in the bleakness of a tragedy.
Flowers wither and scatter, the moon tilts and disappears, But my heart won’t ever change, I love you, I love you.
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Lights will guide you home.
Thursday, April 17, 201410:29 AM
I'm just afraid that I'd turn out as a freak to you.
Lights will guide you home.
Thursday, April 17, 201410:29 AM
I'm just afraid that I'd turn out as a freak to you.
Somebody That I Used To Know
Name:
Cheryl
Location:
Up in the sky.
DOB:
03/09
Awesome People
No one to stalk ;)
So Give A Round of Applause
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