If the dews froze under the Sahara,
The blaze will not then wither the will,
If the peace is no longer fluttering doves,
THEN THE HATE THEN WILL TURN TO LOVE
I GUESS
1- I guess you won't call or text me anymore
2- I guess you won't came to my house anymore
3- I guess we won't talk anymore
4- I guess we are not even a friend now
5- I guess I'm
nothing
to you
:|
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