Jul 2018
you're back again,
but in new form.
a little taller,
darker eyes.
but still you tell
the same **** lies,
and here i am
believing them,
every single
******* time.
but in new form.
a little taller,
darker eyes.
but still you tell
the same **** lies,
and here i am
believing them,
every single
******* time.
you'd think that meeting the same cursed soul in different bodies would have me prepared for this trick by now. but no.
(20/F/PA)
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