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Jul 2018
Thinking about your bed when i shouldn't be
You was on the road,
I was on the road,
We be back to back,
Back and forth

They know how it goes
I know you got your pride
But i can’t admit that i hate being alone
Just to let him know,

I’m sitting right beside my throne -
But the conclusion to this illusion
Is that nothing but a tear will separate Us,
Expecting me to let him go
The funny thing is, that you’re so far from me,

Not because of distance
Not because of money
But because We never existed
Your not real, neither are we
But i'm hoping to go somewhere
Close to you,
Closer to you,
Even though -
Were only one
Phone call away
Written by
Axelle  17/Androgynous/The world
(17/Androgynous/The world)   
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   Fawn
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