Jul 2016
I don't want the love of your god,
the love that takes life
that causes these fights.
Maybe I'm not blind enough,
I've cried enough
To know when I die
I'm not gonna come back like
Lazarus.
the love that takes life
that causes these fights.
Maybe I'm not blind enough,
I've cried enough
To know when I die
I'm not gonna come back like
Lazarus.
(M/Utah)
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