You managed it.
In one short week you took
Me from intrigue to certainty.
It's truth now.
No more can I hide.
No more choosing friends first.
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I still recall
The taste of your tears.
Echoing your voice
Just like the ringing in my ears.
My favorite dreams of you
Still wash ashore,
Scraping through my head
Till I don't want to sleep anymore.
(Trent Reznor)
The taste of your tears.
Echoing your voice
Just like the ringing in my ears.
My favorite dreams of you
Still wash ashore,
Scraping through my head
Till I don't want to sleep anymore.
(Trent Reznor)
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