Wednesday, October 2
Rain on the roof...
Things that were once beautiful and what we once wanted turned very ugly and couldn't end soon enough ... We lost our love we lost ourselves. The people we allowed this tumultuous marriage turn us into are almost unrecognizable to one another I feel as if I never knew you,your touch was numb to my skin your kiss was dead to my lips your love had ceased to be i was left with nothing but a bed of tears drowning to my demise death claimed who I was ...listening to rain in the roof as I slipped to my death
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