I can't remember a time when I hated someone, or said I hated them. I don't hate. I just stop mentioning you in my life. I don't understand forgiveness. I do, however, understand loss of interest. If you make me reach that mark, you no longer have my ear.
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Offline) - Published: August 1st, 2017 21:23
- Category: Surrealist
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please take my ear, it's all yours my friend. good write this one is.
Ah thank you Kevin Browne.
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