Jun 2020
maybe, it's just another fault,
of this cruel universe,
that every time our paths cross,
i'm the one with a bleeding heart,
which is so very hard to nurse,
and everytime, it's all your loss
of this cruel universe,
that every time our paths cross,
i'm the one with a bleeding heart,
which is so very hard to nurse,
and everytime, it's all your loss
the point being, you always had me to lose, while, i had nothing. you weren't mine in the first place. pfft, ik i'm confusing
(19/F)
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