Find New Love

November 7, 2017

You can't keep dwelling on something that doesn't exist anymore.

You were once my world, once my love who stole my heart but teared it up.

I was blinded by the "love" that we use to have but who am I to think

that we could've last. After all the times we spent together, it didn't break my heart

but it's bent forever.

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