Mistaken
Soft kisses promises of making me his Misses... he's TWISTED HE MOST BE MISTAKEN. is it my fault for faken, I should've stop lieing, banded from Zion sold his heart to the pawn now he's hurt, BLACK SWAN. shine the light upon the glistening pond let the water heal his scars unfortunately he is now upon the stars. Are you mistaken dear stranger that you can love another stranger who's heart is filled with anger WARNING you've Just entered danger.
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