You quikly walked up the street,
As your breath sped up,
But ypur heart was slower then ever.
I didnt want to move to quik,
Afraid you may notice I was'ent okay
Is it ok to just walk away?
I really want this to stop
He yelled,
As the other listened,
With a worried yet still angery look on his face.
He softly started to hate the loved.
[I promise to
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