When her eyes are like the hudson river or when her lips were a diversion of her words spoken
Or when her hair was pushed up like a barbie doll
but i never knew it was the end
my heart was broken ,my tears felt like blood dripping down my cheeks
I was alone
thinking the end is near ,saying main friends i give up
my memories is as new as my hairstyle
am starting anew and i don't want you or need you
because i am not making the end i am moving on like you
Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 11:10 AM UTC
When her eyes are like the hudson river or when her lips were a diversion of her words spoken
Or when her hair was pushed up like a barbie doll
but i never knew it was the end
my heart was broken ,my tears felt like blood dripping down my cheeks
I was alone
thinking the end is near ,saying main friends i give up
my memories is as new as my hairstyle
am starting anew and i don't want you or need you
because i am not making the end i am moving on like you
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