I’m the one you love a little less Than the one you love the most I’m the one who when you look at me You’re thinking of her ghost I’m the one who when you hear my laugh You wish it was her tune And I’m the one that, though I know you don’t I… Read more
I dropped a can Of Orange On the bed where we lay lying, Too frivolous in nature to keep our touch from dying Bruised fingertips And swollen lips, But none of them for me. My stubbornness deters you from the place you ought to be. I start to think that maybe we could make our… Read more
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