From the moment I met you,
You felt just like home.
But I should have known better:
My home was always the first
To betray me.
Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 2:32 AM UTC
From the moment I met you,
You felt just like home.
But I should have known better:
My home was always the first
To betray me.
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