Nowadays everything is razor to my heart
I know honey
we are star-crossed lovers
both of us are on a razor edge
Why is my zodiac fighting me?
I swear my love
some day
my soul
will get marriage with your memories
and that day
my wounded eyes got heal
"Red Wine_03 February 2013"
Feb 24, 2013
Feb 24, 2013 at 8:20 AM UTC
Nowadays everything is razor to my heart
I know honey
we are star-crossed lovers
both of us are on a razor edge
Why is my zodiac fighting me?
I swear my love
some day
my soul
will get marriage with your memories
and that day
my wounded eyes got heal
"Red Wine_03 February 2013"
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