I like poking at the scabs you brought to my skin
the pain remind me of then
which bridges to back when.
Wondering if I could ever go back there again.
Jan 16, 2022
Jan 16, 2022 at 5:36 AM UTC
I like poking at the scabs you brought to my skin
the pain remind me of then
which bridges to back when.
Wondering if I could ever go back there again.
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