You broke me.
No matter how or what you did.
Or didn’t.
Or didn’t.
Or say.
Or didn’t.
You broke me.
No matter if you realize it or not.
If you were careless or just naïve.
A Lover can’t be innocent.
Or didn’t.
You broke me.
No matter if you realize it or not.
If you were careless or just naïve.
A Lover can’t be innocent.
In love there are no roses or peace.
There is fight, pain, secretly bleeding,lies, force, expectations and then fight again.
You broke me.
Well done.
You won.
Or didn’t.
There is fight, pain, secretly bleeding,lies, force, expectations and then fight again.
You broke me.
Well done.
You won.
Or didn’t.
Jazzmine in a pot
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