I don't know what's real anymore. Believe you that it didn't happen I'm just crazy and come home for more?
I love you I trusted you what was all of this for? Do you love me? Did you say all those things? I don't even know anymore
Now I'm collapsed on the kitchen floor.
I can't do this anymore because i don't what's real anymore
If you cared you would've been here not there guess you don't love me like I love you what am I supposed to do? Guess I'll live without you but that's ok I'll be alright cuz your love always came with a price
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Queen_Of_Darkness (
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Nice job...I think we have all been there at one point or another...I enjoyed this
Thank you 💗 glad you enjoyed it
How can anything made of man be real . Stonehenge , the pyramids , Brooklyn Bridge . All have a beginning and an end and haven't a prayer of reaching eternity .And love from mortal man , is it good for more than a day .
Thank you 💗
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