It’s so unfair
That I was so fine
To be held at arms length
But you pulled me closer
And now I’m holding us
Like water in my hands
I'm adamant that
I wouldn’t have let anyone else
Ruin all my hard work
But you
About the Creator
AJ
Because locking myself in a dimly lit house on the seaside and feverishly pouring my soul out on a typewriter is not available to me right now
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