save me
I bottle all my hurt inside, I guess I’m living a lie. Inside my mind each day I die. What can bring me back to life?
A simple word, a gesture. Someone to say you’re beautiful! Come find this buried treasure, rainbows lead to a pot of gold.
A simple word, a gesture. Someone to say you’re beautiful! Come find this buried treasure, rainbows lead to a pot of gold.
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