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The moment I thought I lost everything. I wished upon a hundred shooting stars.

For the ones you truly cant have

A tired soul can only take so much

Even if it kills you. Never forget how they made you feel.

How i feel about you

If i had to describe you

Now let me tell you why that is not true.

Two men and a bar. With the world about to end.