push that side arrow. to when things are all better. when things have settled and the smoke has cleared.
how I want our island back. the one I spoke about and lived by.
by a broken heart I walk. by a broken heart I love. by a broken heart I live.
it's taking too long to mend the pieces. just too fucking long.
he chose to leave
he chose to leave
he chose to leave me.
that's all I'm left with. that simple fact.
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