Only when your girlish glow,
flickers just so,
do they let you know:
It's hell on earth to be heavenly.
Them's the breaks, they don't come gently.
Clara Bow - The Tortured Poets Department (2024)
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and for a fortnight there, we were forever
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it’s happening again, how did it end?
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i look in peoples windows -> right where you left me
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In Summation - Taylor Swift
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ttpd's track 5 // folklore, lover, midnights
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