Years ago, I felt this. Stupid girl. Hahahahahahaha. I'm insane.
I'm feeling your thunder, the storm's getting closer. This rain is like fire and my world's going under. And I can't remember the reason that you cut off the line. You're on moving, you say. Here I stay; I'll take this pain. I can. What about "love?" What about our promises? You take it all and leave me nothing. What about us "til the end?" You cut my wings, now I'm falling. Why are you colder than winter? You're switching the picture. You used to be perfect. Please help me remember the reason that you said goodbye.
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