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Apr 2020
Birds could fall from the sky.
Planes could crash and the earth could break.
But It wouldn't matter to you or me.
****** rivers and human parasites,
We're not safe but you've created a place consciously.
That it wouldn't matter to you or me.

But what happens if you leave?
If, doubt was a person it would be it.
If I could love another I can't see myself with.
The language we chose to speak, is what is causing our hearts to leak.
I cannot fight the Ifs and buts,
I can only show you the way I feel about us.
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Beastly with a pen  22
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