can't fix love (Matheus L. Duarte)
You hammered nails into our bed’s headboard
The wardrobe’s frail, but you said you could fix that too
And I answered: “do we even have glue?”
You always complain when I try to think forward
But monday’s gonna rain, what if we have to buy more?
Who’s driving to the store?
Isn’t it dangerous to drive in the storm?
Isn’t it best for us to just conform that... some things cannot b...
Tuesday 28th May 2024 12:59 am
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