I've moved away, yet you still have hold of me.
I've left you behind, but you've sunk your claws into me.
No matter what you always find some way to burrow back into my thoughts.
**** you though.
I am my own person.
Dec 8, 2020
Dec 8, 2020 at 8:56 PM UTC
I've moved away, yet you still have hold of me.
I've left you behind, but you've sunk your claws into me.
No matter what you always find some way to burrow back into my thoughts.
**** you though.
I am my own person.
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