ohh is it cold and my sights are very dark.
sparks fly off my engulfed heart.
a flame torched from the beginning and life as long as the lengths of love itself.
a plight of a hopeless romantic.
ticking like a bomb, stick...
to what you know man, stick to what you know.
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emo ass nigga.
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