MY HOUSE is Your home. Your house is my home. Now, if I'm going in, I do not have to pry Your window anymore.
But, last night I tried to steal again in my own home. Silently sneak into Your heart, and hope You catch me.
Jul 20, 2017
Jul 20, 2017 at 12:52 PM UTC
MY HOUSE is Your home. Your house is my home. Now, if I'm going in, I do not have to pry Your window anymore.
But, last night I tried to steal again in my own home. Silently sneak into Your heart, and hope You catch me.
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