no more repeats.

I dont want things that remind me of you, i dont want to catch feelings that stick like glue, your love is the past, went down hard and fast, toxic but a blast, ill run like hell, but still ill wish you well, thanks for setting me free because now i finally believe in me.

◄ lovers part

Self doubt ►

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