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I'm afraid of what I have become Perhaps, you will make me remember I used to be capable of loving, Perhaps I will make you regret loving me. I don't know, can't make promises. I'm still a mess. Stick by me at your own risk.
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Feb 2, 2024
Feb 2, 2024 at 8:29 AM UTC
At your own risk
I'm afraid of what I have become Perhaps, you will make me remember I used to be capable of loving, Perhaps I will make you regret loving me. I don't know, can't make promises. I'm still a mess. Stick by me at your own risk.
chineze-obinna
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Feb 2, 2024
Feb 2, 2024 at 8:29 AM UTC
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