let come
the winter
succumb
and break me
love birds
and dog turds
a-shes
the buses we've
slept on
are gone
(i guess this is heaven 18 or 11)
this is our line
succumb
and break me
love birds
and dog turds
a-shes
the buses we've
slept on
are gone
(i guess this is heaven 18 or 11)
this is our line
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