Can we put it all behind us? Each and every fight? Wasted summer nights? I've been writing a story you were never a part of but you're present in every page and it's sad how each new day means things just stay the same. I've got no dignity left, only weak spots with target signs. And you were hardly ever mine, just some clever lines trademarked
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I'm serious.
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