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Frequency Zero - Grey Blank pages, walls without a hue They opened up to me the way your eyes once opened too My whole sky spun around the color of your voice Like the tide gives in to moonlight without a choice And the scent I locked inside my chest now burns like coal Turned to smoke that disappears and leaves no trail to follow And everything I gave was the best I ever knew And you handed me the part of you no one else ever touched... #rock #grunge #música #music #musica Lebih banyak
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Clara Martins
Não esperava o isso no final #JogadinhaDaclara Lebih banyak
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