If my body and face would change completely could we try again as strangers.
I could joke using your jokes and suggest buying that cottage.
Look you in the eye and beg for a wedding only to let you down by the alter.
Circles in reverse, where is the finish line? Point it out and I am yours.
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Author:
Roadtosomewhere (
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- Category: Sad
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