Love Rhythm
I'll wait for our next eclipse and to our next traipse in the end hope we're the dead end but if you aren't gonna come back may our soundtrack playback at least the song continues despite the fact our heart stop dancing ang swaying can you stop lying? trying to mend what's broken whining about us lying about what I feel you said I'm too mentally ill sobbing and begging because we're ending
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