what has become of us the good times we had this is an attempt at the conversation to recall the safe place we made i am taking this more serious than anything it's all hollow promises from now on after this you will be gone your sad smile hits close to home i've seen it all coming all crashing down (cancel this thought) this defiant look is something new please don't turn your head away now that we're both out of words to say it's all hollow promises from now on from now on "please don't look at me like this" she said with that ecstatic confidence "it will make me stay when i will have to leave- please don' make me laugh again it's hard enough to leave though" she said cancel this thought

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