I Always Thought, Its Beautiful
To Be A Major Part Of Someone's World,
And Luckily, I Was The One.
I Was That Bad Habit,
She Wanted To Get Rid Of.
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The Boy Who Cared Once
PoetrySome words that a boy bled when he got his feelings destroyed by someone that he loved the most.
Bad Habit
I Always Thought, Its Beautiful
To Be A Major Part Of Someone's World,
And Luckily, I Was The One.
I Was That Bad Habit,
She Wanted To Get Rid Of.
