#997
Don’t make me think of that place
Year.
Month.
Day.
Hours.
Minutes.
Where I lay right next to you,
Fighting silently with myself if I will hug you,
Even tho I know I should not too.
Year.
Month.
Day.
Hours.
Minutes.
Where I lay right next to you,
Fighting silently with myself if I will hug you,
Even tho I know I should not too.
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