Changes
The weather changing I see the temperature decreasing I see you feel too cold your mad I see your upset I just replied by saying oh well deal with your own situation see things get out of hand see you jumped on the first express bus that was running if you had only just wait around .no more love stories no more hugs no more tears now grasp my pain all the bad memories I had endure from you now live in that empty home your unstable self
Copyright © Christopher Michaels | Year Posted 2014
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