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Used to.


I used to love you. To the words,deeds and promises full filled and broken, I used to cherish those moments. Moments that were breathe taking, I really really enjoyed everything..... We all get used to somethings in life, The good ones we love and live for more, And the worst ones we grieve and frown for more, regretting each breathe of life we take but still we get used to... Used to any kind of life we have, Used to the hurt and pain, Used to the love and joy, Used to everything life offers, yet it all still feels new each time we face and through it..#UsedTo. -@Enock
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