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Oct 2017
If I can be honest,
How come I always break my promises to you?
If I'm not afraid,
Why am I so scared to move?
I'm barely breathing.
And if I can be honest,
How come I always end up so far away from you?
You made me a promise,
*And I'll always hold it true.
Honest - Thousand Foot Krutch
Xiao - SparKticas
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Xiao - SparKticas  22/M/New Zealand
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