These constant games Are really starting to annoy me. I have gone through so much anguish. I am starting to believe that you don`t love me. Everyday, more and more. Second by second. My heart grows small And my beats are shorter. I feel less towards you, I feel shame towards you and most of all sorrow. Sorrow you gave me that day, on that beatiful day, you told me. No more words for this poet. They have slipped away.Birth sign: Virgo
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