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162 · Jul 2020
Bicycle
Roi Jul 2020
We were strangers,
But then we talked.
We would flirt,
And then fall in love.
You didn't like what you became
So you locked your heart away,
Buried with my skeletons.
We fell in love,
And we would flirt.
But then we talked. Now
We are strangers.
Despite being trapped in a cycle, we are always moving.

— The End —