Letting go of what’s died
You were never mine
Quick witted but with a weak spine
Your actions are predicted
conditional love that’s bound to die in time
How you act has me sickened and I refuse to loose my mind
You were never mine
Quick witted but with a weak spine
Your actions are predicted
conditional love that’s bound to die in time
How you act has me sickened and I refuse to loose my mind
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