Everyone I meet,
tells me that they feel they’ve known me all their lives,
soulmates in seconds,
but never sticking around.
I am the home of broken souls,
building up the broken wings that flutter in my direction,
then watching them fly away.
Everyone I meet,
tells me that they feel they’ve known me all their lives,
soulmates in seconds,
but never sticking around.
I am the home of broken souls,
building up the broken wings that flutter in my direction,
then watching them fly away.
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