May 28
I felt;
you were more than just a fling, but then
you flung me away,
like I was nothing.
I was to you,
as you were to me.
Empty.
you were more than just a fling, but then
you flung me away,
like I was nothing.
I was to you,
as you were to me.
Empty.
(NYC)
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