I might know the ending of my time,
but pity for you is all I’ve got, since I wake knowing that I’m dying, but you wake pretending that your not.
Jun 12, 2019
Jun 12, 2019 at 4:25 PM UTC
I might know the ending of my time,
but pity for you is all I’ve got, since I wake knowing that I’m dying, but you wake pretending that your not.
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