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Jul 2017
We’ll end up old broke and alone.
No honey to call our own,
nobody to guide us home.
When we forget all the memories,
when we forget all the could have be beens and have done’s
nothing to tie us down to this world anymore.
Nothing oh nothing
It’ll all be gone, there's no forever.
Theres only now and i can’t stand it
I want to leave
I want to be free
But looking back I see,
I was just running from the possibility of you and me, of us.
You’ll always be my happily ever after,
My mindless chatter endearing and sweet.
I was just too icy
and cold to see it then.
I see it now
//forgive me?\\
ICN
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ICN  F/NY
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