Each day passed by
And each day I feel like dying...
This scar still hurts. It still pulls me down, down to my interior quagmires.
You haunt me everywhere and every single day I feel like going to the deadly embrace of love...
We're nothing but survivors by and for the memories.
What have we done?
This scar still hurts. It still pulls me down, down to my interior quagmires.
You haunt me everywhere and every single day I feel like going to the deadly embrace of love...
We're nothing but survivors by and for the memories.
What have we done?
Nhoim ♥_♥
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