I'm not coming back, i've done something so terrible, i'm terrified to speak. But, you'd expect that from me. I'm mixed up, i'll be blunt. Now the rain is just washing you out of my hair, and out of my mind.♥
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I'm not coming back, i've done something so terrible, i'm terrified to speak. But, you'd expect that from me. I'm mixed up, i'll be blunt. Now the rain is just washing you out of my hair, and out of my mind.♥