He warmly kissed me on my forehead, holding my fingers tight.
I had to choose which path the fork broke me to-
One toward hell
And one toward freedom
Anyone would think the obvious, but those consequences…
"I know you can do it, baby."
He warmly kissed me on my forehead, holding my fingers tight.
I had to choose which path the fork broke me to-
One toward hell
And one toward freedom
Anyone would think the obvious, but those consequences…
"I know you can do it, baby."
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