Jul 2014
Maybe one day
you and I
will figure all of
this out.
And maybe the
images flowing
in your mind
will incarcerate
themselves
into my heart.
you and I
will figure all of
this out.
And maybe the
images flowing
in your mind
will incarcerate
themselves
into my heart.
I love someone,
And they will never be mine.
And they will never be mine.
(Tarentum, PA.)
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