surrender Words became knives, our hearts became ash. We can’t turn it around. It becomes an echo in my room and shouts, 'I couldn’t stand it.' Do you even love me? Do you even know how I feel? I’m getting used to the words 'I surrender.' ⭐ ⭐

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