raychelle trimble

Death over comes all
not just one
if one experiences death
than all shall experience
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Your with her
and not me
your loves a lie if can see
wat your is doing to me
...

The air is cold
and so is my heart
when i saw u there
my heart started to melt
...

My heart is breaking
My stomach is aching
we passed by without a hi
os a goodbye
...