May 2015
Nothing is permanent.
Not here at least.
You all seem temporary.
To me at least.
Everything here lasts.
Everything around me at least.
You all will never leave
My head at least.
Not here at least.
You all seem temporary.
To me at least.
Everything here lasts.
Everything around me at least.
You all will never leave
My head at least.
(29/F/Ohio)
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