-you who shall never be named-
Do you know that my world revolves around you and that your world revolves around everyone else but me?
You left me feeling like an overused casket, keeping too many jewelleries in, ready to fall off.
But I'll hold. I'll hold. I'll never fall off.
-because you're much too precious, much too precious-
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