“I have my head down as I approach the restroom door/I see Tears on an empty bathroom floor/ I’m Looking for a face in a crowd that no longer exist/ What I wouldn’t give to hear your voice or feel your kiss/I’m having dreams of death and fears of success /and as the clock ticks the traits that make me human are at risk“.
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9 years ago
1 comment:
you need to stop with all this.
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