Jun 2019
I'm sorry I forget,
Forget us
The distance creates in me a fret
I try to hold on
But the absence seeps in
Disheveling our forgotten bond.
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.
.
Mehek
Forget us
The distance creates in me a fret
I try to hold on
But the absence seeps in
Disheveling our forgotten bond.
.
.
.
Mehek
I'm sorry.
