Some things happen
But I can't seem to figure.
When they left themselves,
They disappeared like affection.
It's been 1 year, 4 months, 3 days since our regret.
I'm alive but slowly dying.
What's the difference?
Do I yield in the pool which draws me in.
Come back and stay.
Is it the same for you?
Feb 28, 2014
Feb 28, 2014 at 7:45 AM UTC
Some things happen
But I can't seem to figure.
When they left themselves,
They disappeared like affection.
It's been 1 year, 4 months, 3 days since our regret.
I'm alive but slowly dying.
What's the difference?
Do I yield in the pool which draws me in.
Come back and stay.
Is it the same for you?
143. Did you see that?
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