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She

She met me at my lowest,
I met her at her highest,
Through my anger and anxiety,
She loved me,
Through my drinking,
She loved me,
Through my bad confirmation needs,
She loved me,
After my bad lying,
She left,
Now I’m alone,
In a cold hotell room,
I thought she would be here forever,
With regret, Thinking back to the time,
Her warm heart,
Her beautiful smile,
All gone,
All the greatest moments,
Like her first fart,
Like the first note she wrote me,
”Do i got a shot at you?”
Are just in my lonely memory,
I understand it to late,
That she are the one who matter,
Whit no proper goodbye,
I try it now,
I love you,
and always will.




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Publicerad 2017-11-21 21:15



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