A call to the past
Hello my ex, are you fine, Since what you have done to me? Aren't you ready for dying? You just have to see. I have suffered a lot, Cause of your stupidity, Do you want another shot? That is your reality. Burning bridges is not hard, Forgetting is the hardest part, I just have to take my heart, And make it into art.
2020-08-26 13:03:29
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