Don't tell me.
You're done for.
I don't need to hear.
You're done for.
You can tell me what you are running from.
I need you.
More than you need you.
I can see you're really really running.
May I ask you where you gonna run to?
And you think you're living as a ghost now.
Not quite heaven's ugly angel.
We all feel like we're breaking sometime.
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:)i love you faggot
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