《liquor ☆ [pjm + myg]》三十七

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all the times,

i thought he loved me,

and all the times,

he whispered softly,

i thought i had finally found,

what i've been searching for,

for so long,

but i should've have been smart,

instead of listening to my heart,

but now,

all i do is cry,

and feel like love is no longer bright,

like autumn leaves that have all dried.

(i might as well die.)

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