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Mᴏᴍᴇɴᴛs Pᴀssᴇᴅ


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Days when we all watched 'til we lost the birds

Threw a rose in 'til it caught the turn

Knew it felt right, we were bound to burn

I wanted to run to you

Maybe I've lost count of the rooms you're tall in

Maybe I've lost count of the nighttime all-ins

So the trees and her were first to know

It'll all be good, just hold me well


Pose : Ana Poses - The first and last thing


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Top : REIGN.- TIED TEE - JUST PEACHY [New @ C88]

Hair : Stealthic - Sultry [New @ C88]

 
 
 

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