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Without you,
Even the dawn isn't as bright as it used to be the birds of my fate just want to flee I might look solid every time you see;
But from inside I am just one shallow tree.
Without you,
This ink of mine just fades away
cause no words I write can ever say...
Even the dawn isn't as bright as it used to be the birds of my fate just want to flee I might look solid every time you see;
But from inside I am just one shallow tree.
Without you,
This ink of mine just fades away
cause no words I write can ever say...