And I was patient, like a predator waiting for its prey in the haunt to cure my hunger. ‘cause I can’t live like this with fear of being alone and not loved.
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I Should've Hugged You The Last Time I Saw You
ПоэзияWould it make any difference? If we knew that it was the last time we would see each other again?
Survival
And I was patient, like a predator waiting for its prey in the haunt to cure my hunger. ‘cause I can’t live like this with fear of being alone and not loved.
