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Jan 2013
us
Could you love me like you used to?
I fell for his charms
Could we smile together like we used to?
I fell for his eyes.
Are we worth saving? Us?
Even after I've betrayed you?
Even after I broke the glass.

Now I have to walk on this glass
Ask me if I have any regrets.
Plenty.
And I'm ashamed to say,
he is not it.

I'm ashamed to say,
It's Us.
It's Us that I regret.
Written by
Jilka
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