Everytime you walk away,
You bring the warmth with you.
Don't you know I'm anemic?
Do you feel the cold too?
It seems untrue,
That you love me the way I do you.
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 8:54 PM UTC
Everytime you walk away,
You bring the warmth with you.
Don't you know I'm anemic?
Do you feel the cold too?
It seems untrue,
That you love me the way I do you.
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