Life is boring...
Here is a poem...or w/e
Ive sat in my room now
Almost everyday just wondering
How are you
How am I
Do you think of me
Are you doing better
I miss you
Do you miss me
I wonder if i still am feeling the pain from what you did to me
Even if it wasnt on purpose
Does it still bug me for not even i know now
All thats left are our
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