Cliche
It's so hard to say we're friends, when we don't even talk
It isn't so far fetched, to have been so close
Though now it is, with the absence of words
Proving that we're now, light-years apart
The whiskey is only stronger, when it's left longer, in the barrel
This is not a quarrel, nor a melee attack
You were too cute, to be a cucumber
And too smart, to be someone's spare part
Savannah!
I will be there later
2020-03-06 20:03:24
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