Eyes lit, I pawn short breaths, A fawn's dark eye lids !
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Where do all the lovers meet with one another,
In an effort to uncover what has happened to the silent days? Despite ones on the corner, dream of something warmer
A semblance of our old ways, what has happened to our handmade days?
In the darkness, a killer awaits to kill a life and the lies you make you do another, so this death can live.
Cross my heart and look into the sea, cross my arms and turn to me.
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- KARO
- Buenos Aires, Argentina
crystal castles
Where do all the lovers meet with one another,
In an effort to uncover what has happened to the silent days? Despite ones on the corner, dream of something warmer
A semblance of our old ways, what has happened to our handmade days?
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