And when I need you most,
You’re not here.
You are a ghost,
A phantom,
A wraith,
You are merely a feigned presence of existence.
Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 6:35 PM UTC
And when I need you most,
You’re not here.
You are a ghost,
A phantom,
A wraith,
You are merely a feigned presence of existence.
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