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don’t even know what i want anymore, writing poems in your notebook on my apartment floor opened my soul to you like i've never done before you roamed its empty hallways then you slammed the front door and now you beg me to let you back in does your love ever end or begin? i don't want to be stuck on what could’ve been but i'm exhausted from repenting for every sin i’ve run out of ways to numb the pain when you're gone from my life i smell your scent in the rain all i wanted was my freedom but you're a ball and chain all i wanted was pure love but this one's driving me insane
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Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 6:40 PM UTC
p(ur)e love
don’t even know what i want anymore, writing poems in your notebook on my apartment floor opened my soul to you like i've never done before you roamed its empty hallways then you slammed the front door and now you beg me to let you back in does your love ever end or begin? i don't want to be stuck on what could’ve been but i'm exhausted from repenting for every sin i’ve run out of ways to numb the pain when you're gone from my life i smell your scent in the rain all i wanted was my freedom but you're a ball and chain all i wanted was pure love but this one's driving me insane
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Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 6:40 PM UTC
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