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it just felt like summer for like two seconds. and it felt so good. i miss it. everytime i think of those happy times that were once so close i want to cry. lets make them come back.
i want so badly to believe that there is truth,that love is real
and i want life in every word to the extent that its absurd.
i know you're wise beyond your years, but do you ever get the fear that your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself to help you get by?
i want so badly to believe that there is truth,that love is real
and i want life in every word to the extent that its absurd.
i know you're wise beyond your years, but do you ever get the fear that your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself to help you get by?