I'll be Here
Generously gave me the throne Soo I can't find my way home Fake smile I Adorn Cause I'm never a concern A wild flower that was doomed Today beautifully blooms I take it as a present Breathing at this moment, Though hatred you peddle, I'll be here when pain you can't handle. Migasoar.
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