Soulmates and twin flames were lost on me
But I remember telling you about a red string,
A line that tied your toe to mine.
I heard a snip, then a snap.
Efforts to mend, always end in knots.
We're done
We're done.
We're done now.
Sep 7, 2022
Sep 7, 2022 at 12:23 PM UTC
Soulmates and twin flames were lost on me
But I remember telling you about a red string,
A line that tied your toe to mine.
I heard a snip, then a snap.
Efforts to mend, always end in knots.
We're done
We're done.
We're done now.
Back at it again.
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