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her life was more than mine, like a proud shooting star into the night. she crashed through the airwaves and ripped like a knife.
it was a bad disease; her searching was over, over. hold on to the light that guides you, hold on to the air that cools you. hold on, hold on to me.
4 days. <3
it was a bad disease; her searching was over, over. hold on to the light that guides you, hold on to the air that cools you. hold on, hold on to me.
4 days. <3