Their love for me is a wilting flower
Because of that I've become so sour
My love for them was ever lasting
And so the music in my ears is blasting
Their voice brung me delight
I lay in bed and think about them at night
They made me laugh and smile
Which it's been a while
Their were my sunshine
They know I like them through the grapevine.
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What is this feeling?
RandomThis is a story of me trying to identify my feelings and just my life with my roller coaster Of feelings such as body Dysmorphia, depression, anxiety, stomach issues and an Undiagnosed eating disorder. ⚠️THIS CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE⚠️
