My f(ormer)riends once told me that; there's no problems that can't be solve.
"If so, why'd you run away from her" I asked.
"You know what Nall, sometimes the only choice we have is.. run..."
Maybe I'm one of his problem then.
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21 September
PoetrySomewhere between September and December, i always have my own special month. It's called remember. -A.AM
