“I used to keep my dark a secret I used to keep my heart in pieces he said he liked me better as a mess he said he wants to save me from myself
—————————————————- “Belli sono gli alberi nel loro autunno nel bosco i sentieri sono asciutti un cielo immobile si specchia nell’acqua quando viene il crepuscolo d’ottobre cinquantanove cigni stanno sul fiume in piena tra le pietre
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