Late Fight

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i'm sick of all these late nights;
tiredly talking & forgetting the time.
at times we end up in fights. You think I love him; i think You love her.
We argue back and forth for something that always reoccurs. Your a flame I can't tame, and your actions sometimes bring you shame. No matter where I go though, I feel you as if you're here with me. Despite your harsh felonies, when I think of you my mind plays more melodies. I could never put a stronghold on our relationship; and that's when I knew. I knew it was all a mistake; I watched you leave and my heart went through a metal stake.
- d.j.z.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 22, 2016 ⏰

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