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I love u but i'm letting u go
The drought was the very first you go
When the flower
That we'd grown together died of thirst.
It was months, and months
Of, back and forth.
You're still all ower me,
Like a wine-stained dress
I cant wear...
When the flower
That we'd grown together died of thirst.
It was months, and months
Of, back and forth.
You're still all ower me,
Like a wine-stained dress
I cant wear...
