they say it was you that ended everything. that is alright with me, cause the things that we did is just something i want to forget. i remember you use to say. that a heart is locked truly hard to find. love is not in the heart, but all in the mind. people say 'to move on. what's with this obession to prolong. she ain't coming back. don't you remember the words she proclaimed. she wouldn't get back to you even if there was critical damage to her brain.' she ain't my wonderland, but still she been there since the accident. spliting into half anc half with someone. keep fighting with myself. there are many worlds with a thousand words doesn't matter if they heal or hurt.
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