You are Friday the 13th
And I am the glass mirror
Shattering before you
Have we always been so unlucky?
I have this superstition
That once I love you
You’ll leave
And you’re walking away now
I’d be lying if I said I could do the same
Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 9:21 PM UTC
You are Friday the 13th
And I am the glass mirror
Shattering before you
Have we always been so unlucky?
I have this superstition
That once I love you
You’ll leave
And you’re walking away now
I’d be lying if I said I could do the same
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