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I've been bitten by the frost and it burns just like the cost of the awful way you crawled away because you could not stay I try so hard to run along the fray on the outside keeping the demons all at bay Without you, love seems the color grey.
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Nov 24, 2019
Nov 24, 2019 at 8:56 PM UTC
the color grey
I've been bitten by the frost and it burns just like the cost of the awful way you crawled away because you could not stay I try so hard to run along the fray on the outside keeping the demons all at bay Without you, love seems the color grey.
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Nov 24, 2019
Nov 24, 2019 at 8:56 PM UTC
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