Jul 2015
I bit my lip
In hopes of not trembling
In fear
For I remember the days
When thimgs were so sweet
So innocent
When you were still you
And I was still me,
When things were okay.
...
In hopes of not trembling
In fear
For I remember the days
When thimgs were so sweet
So innocent
When you were still you
And I was still me,
When things were okay.
...
(F)
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