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Maybe the road was too twisted, or could it be the ride that is too bumpy for us to hold on to? We made promises that are meant to be broken, we made love that was not passionate enough. I thought you were my forever, but you turned out to be my hardest goodbyes, I will miss your morning and night wishes. I can’t find a way to you, you are the home that I will never come back to.
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Jul 4, 2020
Jul 4, 2020 at 1:07 PM UTC
Almost Home
Maybe the road was too twisted, or could it be the ride that is too bumpy for us to hold on to? We made promises that are meant to be broken, we made love that was not passionate enough. I thought you were my forever, but you turned out to be my hardest goodbyes, I will miss your morning and night wishes. I can’t find a way to you, you are the home that I will never come back to.
#AlmostHome talks about a place/person that we will never come back to.
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25/M/Malaysia
Jul 4, 2020
Jul 4, 2020 at 1:07 PM UTC
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