Erika & Largo, 859
Her heart is torn into pieces,
Wishing he would just ceases,
Confounded and lost,
Not sure of the cost,
They both stumble along in the creases.
Find Me Here Speak To Me I want to feel you I need to hear you You are the light That's leading me To the place where I find peace again.
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