painted into a corner
not letting go it’s a form of
torture without a name and holding on not letting anyone down th humbled shoulders and driven there th language hurts th crying eyes someone holding on to something
not letting go
without a name
not letting anyone down
and driven there th
crying eyes
not letting go
not letting anyone down
th crying eyes not
letting anyone down not letting anyone
down
painted into a corner
not letting go it’s a form of torture without a name and holding on not letting anyone down th humbled shoulders and driven there th language hurts th crying eyes someone holding on to something
it’s a form of torture
not letting anyone down
th language hurts
it’s a form of torture it’s a form of torture
painted into a corner
not letting go it’s a form of
torture without a name and holding on not letting anyone down th humbled shoulders and driven there th language hurts th crying eyes someone holding on to something
without a name
and driven there
without a name
painted into a corner
not letting go it’s a form of
torture without a name and holding on not letting anyone down th humbled shoulders and driven there th language hurts th crying eyes someone holding on to something
and holding on
th crying eyes
painted into a corner
not letting go it’s a form of
torture without a name and holding on not letting anyone down th humbled shoulders and driven there th language hurts th crying eyes someone holding on to something
not letting anyone down
not letting anyone down
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