From now we are strangers,
there are no words left to be said.
This knot in my stomach-
a heavy twisting lead.
A long distant memory-
swims through my head.
we are no longer friends
we are strangers instead
Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 5:25 PM UTC
From now we are strangers,
there are no words left to be said.
This knot in my stomach-
a heavy twisting lead.
A long distant memory-
swims through my head.
we are no longer friends
we are strangers instead
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