i believe in you
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i don't believe in magic but i do believe in you -somehow they are not the same
There’s scar tissue. On my head, my arms, everywhere and anywhere. Behind every scar a memory, a story. Happy memories, and not so happy memories,
Stop hiding yourself Stop worrying about your singing voice so much You’ve been hiding yourself long enough Shine your colors Break free from the prism you’re in
I almost made it through the year unscathed.Life's funny that way.Had me thinking things were all good,but the impending stormknew better.