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Sep 2022
it's over,
it's done
there's nothing left
to be won
there's nothing left
to say
to make anything
okay.

some problems need a permanent solution.
a permanent solution to a permanent problem
and that's all it's been

lost my way
somewhere along the way
when i met you

you wanted to follow me
i tried to stop you
i shouldve stopped you.

maybe its a union
for you to be humbled.

whatever it is,

it's over,
it's done.
there's nothing left.
to be won.
Samara
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Samara  28/F/Texas
(28/F/Texas)   
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