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just because you thought you knew someone doesn’t mean
they’re still the same person they were before
people go rotten from sitting on the kitchen counter of your
the days when they were sweet and warm to your mouth,
leaving satisfaction in your mind are gone
they will never be the same as you knew before, and the
taste will always be bitter 
you don’t hold onto rotten food, why would you hold onto
rotten people?
Posted: 2018-12-13 03:08:43 UTC

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