{whispered, 2x} I want to be yours, nevermore.
So much pessimism raging in
my veins tonight I don't
know what's going on. My dream
you will never be you. Time
to move on.
~
Why must we grow up? Do
we have to? Yes. More's the
pity. I want to go back
to a long time ago when
I didn't know life is
CHAOS.
UTTER CHAOS!
~
I want to loose my
memories of all the people
that I know. Just sart
afresh-without this stress
of constantly hurting{3x-layered}
I could be yours, nevermore.
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