How
when knowing,
understanding my faults and redresses my halfhearted heart and weak regresses
do you insist on everything, and make sure I’m all right, and sing a stinging song, wrong
why
do you want to cry, every time I write, I lie?
Aug 3, 2018
Aug 3, 2018 at 12:19 PM UTC
How
when knowing,
understanding my faults and redresses my halfhearted heart and weak regresses
do you insist on everything, and make sure I’m all right, and sing a stinging song, wrong
why
do you want to cry, every time I write, I lie?
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