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Oct 2018
It was a normal day
That went this way:

We, two besties forever
Made rules, to be broken never
Actually promises to last ever
So they'd be covered in leather

I broke the first promise
Followed me trying
To recreate her solace
And cheer her crying

She broke every promise, first
My thoughts lead me to think
She developed a thirst
Only fed by ink

All I could do
Was to stand
And stare at
What used to
Be my galaxy
Become dust
And crumble
Into nothing
You used to be my everything my bestie. I don't blame either of us, but if I had to I'd pin this one on myself
I wasn't there when you needed me
Written by
Armand-DeamoJC  21/M/South Aftica
(21/M/South Aftica)   
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