I have so much hate, I don't know where the fuck it's coming from or what the fuck it's about. I can't put a word on it. Some arguments, you know you can't win. So where would you channel the grieve instead?
5 years down the road, you look at the necklace and I wonder what are you reminded of. Angst, distaste, or a love long lost.
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