We are all bitter over someone
Some one
Who offered us forever and ripped it from our hands.
Someone
Who kissed our heart, our minds then told us to change.
Someone
Who told us you're the one, then found someone else.
From the absence of these people we learn to find our self. We learn to find peace within our solitude.
Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 9:10 AM UTC
We are all bitter over someone
Some one
Who offered us forever and ripped it from our hands.
Someone
Who kissed our heart, our minds then told us to change.
Someone
Who told us you're the one, then found someone else.
From the absence of these people we learn to find our self. We learn to find peace within our solitude.
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