i feel your hand in mine
as we walk you say
i love you so much baby
why dont we run away
oh and let me tell
all that sounded great
but when i looked back
oh it was to late
you had left without me
not even a goodbye
i was left alone
i just sat and cryed
but i woke up in your arms
and looked into your face
it was all a dream
i wasnt to late.
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i write poems mostly about depression
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Invisible emo chick
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