Running Low
Maybe they spent all their love on us, and had none left for each other....
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Manchester, UK.
Maybe they spent all their love on us, and had none left for each other....
Have a heart that never hardens, A temper that never tries, And a touch that never hurts. - dickens.
You play 'oh so saint, Every step with restraint. With every single breath, I play close to death..
Never means maybe..
These bruises are the only sign, I bleed on the inside, Not the out..