Sep 2019
let them be stars
I'd rather be flying like a meteor
alone, but free
together, but stuck
lonely
I'd rather be far away, than close to home
I'd rather feel the wind in my hair
let me go
I'd rather be flying like a meteor
alone, but free
together, but stuck
lonely
I'd rather be far away, than close to home
I'd rather feel the wind in my hair
let me go
Didn't really like this one, but well...
Why not?
Why not?
(18/F/Here)
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