I am drowning in a circle,leave this kind of sorrow.
To be, the same old theme
Thursday, January 11, 2018
You always hurt the one you love / The one you shouldn’t hurt at all You always take the sweetest rose / And crush it till the petals fallYou always break the kindest heart / With a hasty word you can’t recall So, if I broke your heart last night / It’s because I love you most of all
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