It's just a phase that no one warns you about
First love is always the sweetest
The cut is also the deepest
Ocean of my blood
Drowning in the ink of my own thoughts
Comforting myself with tears on paper
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It's just a phase that no one warns you about
First love is always the sweetest
The cut is also the deepest
Ocean of my blood
Drowning in the ink of my own thoughts
Comforting myself with tears on paper