Been there by Matt Perkins

Jul 2018

Ive tasted your poison, been burnt by your touch. The memories stay, the feelings to dust. I was never a saint but neither were you. I'm on to be better, and thats without you.

Much better off in fact

Written by

Matt Perkins 25/M/Warren, PA

(25/M/Warren, PA)

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