3d
We cut one another
Down to the very flesh
While we miss each other
Deep inside our bones
Isn’t that ironic?
Down to the very flesh
While we miss each other
Deep inside our bones
Isn’t that ironic?
Why do we tend to hurt the ones we love (and vice versa)?
(31/M/Mariupol/Pluto)
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