So i go to bed;;thinking that maybe we were right;that maybe we were never meant to be; or just torn by time; what we had was pure;; the time that we had; i dont want this to happen; not now;not soon; not ever; but i cant control what you do behide my back; but what you dont know is that; your not the only one who has there secrets.
I HATE HOW
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