Channel name was changed to «The inner scratches of our past story, leaving a sweet story that cannot be repeated.»
( ౨ৎ’) drowning in the rapidly flowing blue ocean, also reminds me of our glory days.
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the laughter, the jokes, the warm smiles that were thrown in our time have gone disappeared without any sign of it. 𓇼 𓂂 ˙ and what if I still mark you as mine? it seems like people say that people are too hopeful. The book of our love is thrown into the cruel bitterness of our love, the radio is blaring and clanking our old story, our story still haunts me in my mind. ☻
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My bedsheets are ablaze, I've screamed Jeanne. Building up like waves, Crashing over my grave.
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''Black valley, black ink pen everywhere. I am writing this last message to you.'' ✿
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Its hard to get you out of my mind, you can only go and leave me behind.(..
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Channel name was changed to «My bedsheets are ablaze, I've screamed your name. Building up like waves, Crashing over my grave.»
ㅤㅤㅤ▸ You and I, it's like we're playing a game called “Guilt Maze” where we must be feeling the same thing, no need to pretend.
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( 𖥨.. Letting go is a difficult thing, dear.
──♡︎ i also know, I have to let you go right now, but it's so hard. I want you to stay here, just for a while. This downturn will continue, if we don't re-create our beautiful paradise-like story. I'm trying to fight the flow of our ego, but unfortunately, it's no use either. (( 𖥨.. Letting go is a difficult thing, dear.
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My bedsheets are ablaze, I've screamed Jeanne. Building up like waves, Crashing over my grave. pinned «( ౨ৎ’) drowning in the rapidly flowing blue ocean, also reminds me of our glory days. 𓍯 ₊˚ the laughter, the jokes, the warm smiles that were thrown in our time have gone disappeared without any sign of it. 𓇼 𓂂 ˙ and…»
“Am I allowed to cry?” ⤿ ‘📼 my mind flies everywhere, my life without you is really like a wave of suffering for me.
if guilty is a sin, me and you, are like sinners.
Your gray shadow is still clearly in my mind, I can't erase it, you are too beautiful for me to erase. the angel broke his wings, our beautiful time was gone. The darkness of our love, until I can't get out of this story we made. (..🎀 ⭐️ )
if guilty is a sin, me and you, are like sinners.
Your gray shadow is still clearly in my mind, I can't erase it, you are too beautiful for me to erase. the angel broke his wings, our beautiful time was gone. The darkness of our love, until I can't get out of this story we made. (..
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Guilty as sin? This music reminds me of our old story, can we go back to that time for a moment?
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THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT by Taylor Swift on Apple Music
Album · 2024 · 17 Songs
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