Christina Senterfitt

Where Did It All Go?

Where did it all go? Movements and moments all pass within time. Love always switches without a sign. Blinded by the eyes on the face as I'm thinking that I'm safe. I run hoping for the best but yet was left stranded for less. Picking myself back up as the minute turns into hours. Days turn into years, im searching for something to be right. In the

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