In this day the pain is fresh as blood of doves she fed to me.
we spent a month talking about you
and now, I pretty much forgot you
yes, it's so strange
the things I'd do for the moment
he left me in a way that could haunt anyone
took me away to be his one and only, long, lost friend
neither of us, see the world better
there's no such thing as forever
only sickness only listless only witness
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Submission Name: only witness
