i think i'm sick or maybe just cold. But like the ailment that drifts through my body, "Achoo!" i finally sneezed. Maybe.. Just maybe, like you, it would be better if i let go.
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Poetryi can make them believe my words. but i can't convince myself to believe in mine.
Iv. Lovesick
i think i'm sick or maybe just cold. But like the ailment that drifts through my body, "Achoo!" i finally sneezed. Maybe.. Just maybe, like you, it would be better if i let go.
