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I want someone to hold my hands, But not just to keep them warm. I want them to hold on and stay, Give me a place to call home.I want to be a precious..
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The night sky stained pink reminds me of sunshine. The sunshine that lies deep within one’s soul. It’s a color that paints all things real..
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My mind is blurryWith the tears that paint my world. I’m running so fast, I’m flyingDon’t mistake me for an angel, I’m just a ..
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