At some point, your promises still haunts me like they were made to be fulfilled and the tone of your voice, how you made it sound so convincing or maybe I was just the one who lingered to pain, to the point that I was getting flashbacks every time I think of you in every little thing.
May 8, 2021
May 8, 2021 at 12:43 PM UTC
At some point, your promises still haunts me like they were made to be fulfilled and the tone of your voice, how you made it sound so convincing or maybe I was just the one who lingered to pain, to the point that I was getting flashbacks every time I think of you in every little thing.
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