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My heart is filled with spilled ink with your name I long for your entirety just as how I long to hold my past You were like my past - someone hard to forget someone hard to understand someone I love and will always will But someone I will not choose Because love, Today I choose myself I won't abandon myself for you Even if it means losing you Past is a nice place to visit But not a place to stay Past is years ago I live in the future now.
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Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 5:40 AM UTC
The Irony
My heart is filled with spilled ink with your name I long for your entirety just as how I long to hold my past You were like my past - someone hard to forget someone hard to understand someone I love and will always will But someone I will not choose Because love, Today I choose myself I won't abandon myself for you Even if it means losing you Past is a nice place to visit But not a place to stay Past is years ago I live in the future now.
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Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 5:40 AM UTC
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