A reminiscent of the past,
Memories of those whom left you the last,
Love, hate, fear.
You think of them all when you remember the dear.
A reminiscent of the past, Memories of those whom left you the last, Love, hate, fear. You think of them all when you remember the dear. |
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I'm not mean, I'm just truthful.
I'm excited to get started on the pic!
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