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No matter how dark the night morning always comes and my journey anew...
Life is a sad poem, you live you die and I watch.
No flaws when your pretending.
I'm a fallen angel but only she can see my wings
No matter how dark the night morning always comes and my journey anew...
Life is a sad poem, you live you die and I watch.
No flaws when your pretending.
I'm a fallen angel but only she can see my wings
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