Our Last Day
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Ongoing11m
Last published Fri, Mar 23, 2018
now she said goodbye
before tho she told me to forget and move on
I tried to take her advice
and move on
but it was hard to forget
all the memories
all the time I spent
we laughed and shared
secrets
let's me write for you
one last time
all of my feelings
@sollysu my angel
as goodbye gift to my beloved angel
one I loved and can never love someone
like I did falling in love with you
gave my breath
sacrificed
my dreams
to turn our dreams into reality
thank you for saving me
when I was completely lost in despair
thank you for showing love
when I was forsaken by world
for being so worthless and weak
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