A Thorned Arsenal
While misery has a weapon to use
I’m not going to launch mine today
And if roses came with a second chance
I would just grow them for another time
What about singing in the rain
It makes me cold when there’s no warm by my side
It makes me cold when there’s no feeling inside
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There is something to this 'being human', and that's what we're all here to figure out. Maybe it's just simply 'Being'.
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