He felt nothing, I felt everything,
You were always my sweetest nightmare.
You destroyed me and I apoligized,
You are someone else's poetry now.
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 4:00 AM UTC
He felt nothing, I felt everything,
You were always my sweetest nightmare.
You destroyed me and I apoligized,
You are someone else's poetry now.
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