born beneath a dancing star
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Over
What we used to be
clearly, plainly
just won't work.
What you said to me
has made me see
You're a jerk.
I wanted a way
to run away,
but I fought.
I wish I could say
that I'm okay,
but I'm not.
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anelles47
October 30, 2012 at 11:47 AM
This is sad. Good, though.
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This is sad. Good, though.
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