i loved you once
i told you twice
but you made to reject me,
no more than thrice.
defy logic, swiftly lock the door
i looked to the bottle
but wound up on the floor.
f*ck these inconsistent, unmeasurable feelings
it always makes me wind up reeling.
BACK, I say: BACK! to that little known, incongruent, intangible... fact.
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It's late, i'm tired and God knows what else...
