I doubt the times you say you love.
Regret the things I feel.
Waiting in an internal, eternal pause.
Holding out for real.
- Author: DD. (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 29th, 2017 20:20
- Category: Sad
- Views: 13
I doubt the times you say you love.
Regret the things I feel.
Waiting in an internal, eternal pause.
Holding out for real.
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