Apr 2014
We’ll grow up and forget the ways we used to be.
What it was like to be a child altogether.
We’ll forget that we kissed with our eyes open because no one had ever told us not to.
What it was like to be a child altogether.
We’ll forget that we kissed with our eyes open because no one had ever told us not to.
(Florida)
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