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To love is to leave huh? To pat the soul with lukewarm assurance of a love that half ass stays. To give your all is to give a quarter right?
My soul sinks deep out like a ship, a sole shepherd without his sheep, silence of the lamb in friendship. Your absence's killing me softly!
When we first met, you were just the next in line. I already had someone; someone better. Someone who got there first. And I could never call you Dad.
The light of a ghost Spilling violently down your cheek Stars spin in their eyes