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I Hope

  • burnettefi
  • Mar 29, 2022
  • 1 min read

I hope they ask about what happened to us.

I hope they ask why we ended.

I hope they wonder how something so beautiful

turned into something so bad.

I hope they ask about me,

so you can tell them that you fucked up.

 
 
 

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