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Words are a veil
People hide behind them
To assume before you know
Is to believe what isn’t true
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Dust is collecting on the plans I had,And all the goals I made,They sit on the shelf, rotting and tearing away.
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A universal donor who couldn’t save me
His blood flows through my veins
1 month 1 week ago
A universal donor who couldn’t save me
His blood flows through my veins
1 month 1 week ago
