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i used to have so many regrets
each volatile ,invading my mind with no consent
i dont know how we got here
to 3am conversations to whatsapp calls
to less celing staring and more dreamfilled snores
i used to be so conflicted constantly questioning myself , my choices
i have yet to do the same when it comes to you
im certain,doubtless,fearless and oddly enough thats what scares ...
Thursday 1st October 2020 11:50 pm
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