Ripple me into the white sea foam
- I succumb
to what I foolishly believed was a fresh start, with a man I wanted to trust
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Succumbing
Ripple me into the white sea foam
- I succumb
to what I foolishly believed was a fresh start, with a man I wanted to trust
