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when you told me we would be forever, i believed you. when you told me you loved me, i believed you. when you told me you hated me, i believed you. i believed you because i never wanted our forever to end; but all things must come to an end. thankfully ours did.
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Lacuna
PoetryLacuna - an emptiness; looking for something more ---------------------- this is just going to be a bunch of poems that i write :)
