your smile.
And if my lungs still let me breathe, would you be there for me? If I can make myself believe, I'll give you back what you took away. No, I won't let it go. Douse myself in gasoline. So don't save me when you come into the fire,I'd rather die than have to see your smile..
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Postat av: Rasmus
Ett gott "smile" förlänger livet!
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