Her Heart
ohh who would've thought there'd be the protagonist in my heart, I mean the main character of my sanity it is though like every breath I take belongs to her heart, am pretty sure my concepts/hypothesis, have all became envious. Roses are red I mean My heart is red my mind is yours though I'm scared of love am giving you my all
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