Gritar que te quiero, aferrarte a mi pecho. Tomar tu mano y caminar aislados... Quiero desaparecer... contigo, solo contigo...
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This face means nothing, these hands feel nothing. These lungs are empty, these eyes are blind. This face means nothing, these hands feel nothing. But I'm here.. </3
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This face means nothing, these hands feel nothing. These lungs are empty, these eyes are blind.
This face means nothing, these hands feel nothing. But I'm here.. </3