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when the routine bites hard and ambitions are low and the resentment rides high but emotions won’t grow and we’re changing our ways taking different roads
then love, love will tear us apart again

why is the bedroom so cold turned away on your side? is my timing that flawed, our respect run so dry? yet there’s still this appeal that we’ve kept through our lives
love, love will tear us apart again

do you cry out in your sleep all my failings expose? get a taste in my mouth as desperation takes hold is it something so good just cant function no more?
When love, love will tear us apart again

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girl from a tropical paradise living in a cold but beautiful little island between england and the normandy.

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