We're so similar
The way our puzzle piece fingers connected
Our depression screaming
Our hearts hunger for love
But you wanted different
I, am not lucky with your kind
Always getting ****** over
My head is constantly filled with lies.
Mar 26, 2013
Mar 26, 2013 at 4:49 PM UTC
We're so similar
The way our puzzle piece fingers connected
Our depression screaming
Our hearts hunger for love
But you wanted different
I, am not lucky with your kind
Always getting ****** over
My head is constantly filled with lies.
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