Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
Beneath the stars came falling on our heads
But they're just old light
We couldn't break the columns down
No, we couldn't destroy a single one
And the history books forgot about us
Not even once
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first
reading old messages are such sins. but its such a guilty pleasure. and makes me warm, smile.
I feel so stupid, so pathetic. This silly child I am... how could I? You don't even care anymore.
Nor do you respect the person I am...
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