𝘼𝙘𝙩 1: 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝘽𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙏𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨

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As time's cruel hand destroys our faith

We couldn't learn that to love is to wait.

Like iron left to weather in the rain,

our love has aged and succumbed to the pain.

~ me

~~~

The rust, that grew between telephones ~ Maroon - Taylor swift





Katherina's Collection 

June 1967 - August 1976



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