when i was in ruins
because my friend was a traitor
he never shoved her aside
and then tried to replace her
instead he held on
until my feet were steady
and told me to move on
whenever i was ready
and i think that's love
because he knew my one wish
and he stood aside
because he wasn't selfish
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Serenity - A Journal Of Some Sort
RandomThey tell me that what I create is chaos. But what I create is the only thing that brings me serenity. ~ warning: this book abruptly switches from deep personal narratives to really random stuff so hop on and enjoy the ride
