By August, my heart was lost.
More than a year later
I’m still trying to find myself
In the wilderness You were
Never mine.
By August, my heart was lost.
More than a year later
I’m still trying to find myself
In the wilderness You were
Never mine.
enjoyed this poem Elaina!
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such a shame
who is to blame?
what s in a name
is the game afoot?
whew~
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naturally cos he did not know nor sense what you or she wanted.
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a new twist. thy direct approach.
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Yeah. I regret that.
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