Well now i know where we stand. Months of love and now neither of us can look one another in the eye. So much for staying friends, or that things would go back to normal.
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Bleeding isn't Broken
PoetryA process of me and dramatic presences that may have driven me to lack of life.
Past To The Side
Well now i know where we stand. Months of love and now neither of us can look one another in the eye. So much for staying friends, or that things would go back to normal.
