Memory graveyard
love buried xyz in the graveyard of my memory as "friends" in the name of "friendship".
i pay a lot of respect to the dead and make sure they are not disturbed... and stay dead.
rip. rip. rip. rip. rip. rIP, pls.
i would bring you a bouquet of flowers every yr if you wish so.
......
it only pains when i need to face it...again.
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