I don't want you to see my burning face.
I've trust it before
in someone's hands
but he was the one
who used the only lighter in the space.
There are no lighters with you.
Hope there is no other space.
Dec 5, 2019
Dec 5, 2019 at 9:27 PM UTC
I don't want you to see my burning face.
I've trust it before
in someone's hands
but he was the one
who used the only lighter in the space.
There are no lighters with you.
Hope there is no other space.
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