Hold on is what i hear each day that passeth nigh of your absence streaming of a bond that takes it own cause,forget not that i should have mkved to cling unto ankther,but here i'm seated in the chilly nights of Old,craving your presence,You were here cause i was here still you never gave a hoot..
so whats been strong for,who & why?
when the strength being applied is all a faside not appreciated under the pretense of my hidden emotions,
whats the struggle for? in this phase of our earthly kindergarten love?
what witholds my fate,if i still cling unto holding on,what speaks of my silence resilient to your silence?
my strength ,will or might?
possibly i'm the strongest of all loners,who's not up for a loss...Just appreciate
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