Through The Mirror
You’re wearing that suit again You’re wearing that smile, I like That keeps me up at night That forces me fight against thoughts I have about you. You look good…
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You’re wearing that suit again You’re wearing that smile, I like That keeps me up at night That forces me fight against thoughts I have about you. You look good…
I knew you’d be back I knew shards of your memory would reappear prickling trails in my head tugging selfishly at the base of my heart Here it comes, the…