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TAEYANG – 눈,코,입 (Eyes, Nose, Lips)
When I pull up to "being nostalgic" competition and my opponent is this song
I'm a little tipsy and I'm thinking DEEPLY and SERIOUSLY about Quan millz's books
(⌐■-■)
You died, and the world kept turning, but not for me. you missed my graduation, and now every step I take feels like it echoes through the silence you left behind, your memory clawing at my chest like a ghost that refuses to rest💔🥀
You left without warning, and nothing's felt real since. I still keep that photo of you in my wallet, creased at the edges, worn thin like my heart. Some days I take it out just to remember your smile, and other days I can’t bear to look at it, because the silence you left behind screams louder than anything.💔🥀