One rainy day
The night grows cold
Time goes by
Not a thing of imagery
Except when I cry
I’m fast asleep now
Why were you with her
You were mine and mine only
Do you choose me over her I ask
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The things that go through my mind at 2:00 in the morning. I will be updating as frequently as possible but my goal is to update every other morning.
The night grows cold
Time goes by
Not a thing of imagery
Except when I cry
I’m fast asleep now
You were mine and mine only