Maybe its the things I say maybe I should think before I speak but I thought that I knew enough to know myself and do what's right for me and these walls I'm building now you use to bring me down the tears I'm crying out you use to wipe away.I thought you said it was easy, listening to your heart I thought you said I'd beokey so Why I'm breaking apart ? don't wanna be torn.
la solitaria errante

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