I think the vertigo that always buzzing me is killing me softly.
I hate it when my world spins around and around…
My heart ache and my soul loathe my own self.
I always seek something that I thought could take my pain away.
But in the end,
I broke my fragile heart over and over again.
I hate it when my world spins around and around…
My heart ache and my soul loathe my own self.
I always seek something that I thought could take my pain away.
But in the end,
I broke my fragile heart over and over again.
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