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I’m sorry I couldn’t be there for you
I didn’t notice I was still running from the past
had blurry vision cause my pace was fast
unable to build anything that lasts
bonding never occurred to me
I was so desperate to be free
running I did, away from the past
now I’m alone
the first will be last
afraid to let you close
cause I might get attached
like with t...
Tuesday 28th July 2020 1:09 pm
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