LuminUmbra · Jun 24, 2012
the worst kind of theft

Just not my best friend anymore...
It just isn't so
But these vagabond feelings I feel
They just wont go
You've still got some fucked up hold
I think in how you left
You steal the feelings I wish I could feel
It's the worst kind of theft.

 
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