As she walked into the room, flashbacks are blinding. Remembering the nights, acknowledging the days, I died for you. No names will be protected, for there are no innocent. Rise and shine. You¡¯ll rise and you¡¯ll shine. Beautiful, here is my new mindset. Girl, boy, I have come for you. There¡¯s no need for last words, just forget and move on. Your face is full of lies.
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Sending Home Photos Of Myself
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