you were temporary,
always going to leave.
but you left a mark
so permanent.
i could scream &
no one would hear it.
you wouldn't have
flinches at my piercing
cry, even if i was in front
of your eyes.
(mer)
Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 10:38 PM UTC
you were temporary,
always going to leave.
but you left a mark
so permanent.
i could scream &
no one would hear it.
you wouldn't have
flinches at my piercing
cry, even if i was in front
of your eyes.
(mer)
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