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Brooke Davis. I am mended for a time, glass half full, until one inspects the small rivulet seeping through the splinters. Your igniting gaze simulatiously sets off fireworks and mustard gas through my veins.

Continue reading Brooke Davis May Hate the Game. What did it cost?

Brooke Davis Jul I was searching for love He was searching for looks. But you threw my love into the abyss and snap erased my memory. Brooke Davis Sep My Aesthetic.

Submit your work, meet writers and drop the. Everytime you come around you always gotta make an issue, this is boy I ain't crying in no tissues, I stayed loaning out my heart to a player who was faking, Everything I did for you a broken heart was my repayment.

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Stream Latest Popular A - Z. Poems Members Brooke Davis Aug Your words were diamonds, glimmering with hope, before they cut jagged and sharp. A brook weeping at the seams, glass half empty.

Brooke Davis Feb I would have crossed galaxies for you, we could have exsisted in our own universe. Why do I always pine after that which is not mine?