My gift, my curse
Each forming two halves of my heart...
I walk through this forest of agony
Searching for an answer...
If only I could take all of it back.
Then maybe we would still go out as...
If only I could take all of it back.
Then maybe we would still go out as...
I walk through this forest of agony
Searching for an answer...
My gift, my curse
Each forming two halves of my heart...
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You are my color in this black and white world. My light in the darkness. And my hope in my depressing life. |