ge mig dig.nu.
The neck, then the chain. The head is hung in shame.
I think of love. I let it pass. It feels like fire. But it won't last. You used to be like my twin. And all that's been, was it all for nothing?
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ge mig dig.
nu.
The neck, then the chain. The head is hung in shame.
I think of love. I let it pass. It feels like fire. But it won't last. You used to be like my twin. And all that's been, was it all for nothing?
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