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~ 'What if this bullet is my legacy? If I throw away my shot, is this how you remember me? The world is wide enough, For our _love_ to be. Just _you_ and _me._ _Rise up._ We can fight the world together. _Time's up._ At least I spent this forever with you. _Wise up._ You taught me what love was. _Eyes up._ As long as I can stare into your eyes, I will lock my eyes every time. What if this love is the only thing left? What if these _words_ were our _legacy?_ _What is a legacy?_ Sometimes I catch a glimpse of the other side. You let me make a difference. We'll tell our story, And we won't need to hide.                     _Un_                                                                                                            _Deux_                                                                                 _Trois_                                                _Quatre_                              _Cinq_                            _Six_                                    _Sept_                                                  _Huit_                                                                 _Neuf_ I'll see you on the other side, Mon amour.
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Oct 25, 2019
Oct 25, 2019 at 3:22 PM UTC
I'm running out of titles and my time's up, wise up, eyes up.
~ 'What if this bullet is my legacy? If I throw away my shot, is this how you remember me? The world is wide enough, For our _love_ to be. Just _you_ and _me._ _Rise up._ We can fight the world together. _Time's up._ At least I spent this forever with you. _Wise up._ You taught me what love was. _Eyes up._ As long as I can stare into your eyes, I will lock my eyes every time. What if this love is the only thing left? What if these _words_ were our _legacy?_ _What is a legacy?_ Sometimes I catch a glimpse of the other side. You let me make a difference. We'll tell our story, And we won't need to hide.                     _Un_                                                                                                            _Deux_                                                                                 _Trois_                                                _Quatre_                              _Cinq_                            _Six_                                    _Sept_                                                  _Huit_                                                                 _Neuf_ I'll see you on the other side, Mon amour.
If you know, then you know. We both know what we know.
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17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store
Oct 25, 2019
Oct 25, 2019 at 3:22 PM UTC
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