Tears so painfully drip down my face.
I ponder what exactly could be the case.
If freedom from toxic love was a flavour,
What would be the taste?
Why would you never run my pace?
Why would I think of love, only in space?
Could something only never exist?
Will you end up like on of my exes?
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Things I Want To Express
NezařaditelnéThings I want to express to the world in hopes of finding someone who relates, someone who wants to be heard or to express an opinion.
