I try to tell you,
It is always brighter in the morning.
But you swear you're broken.
And it is never better,
Even when it is brighter.
So why do I bother?
Jul 19, 2013
Jul 19, 2013 at 1:03 AM UTC
I try to tell you,
It is always brighter in the morning.
But you swear you're broken.
And it is never better,
Even when it is brighter.
So why do I bother?
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