Poetry TOO LATE February 26, 2017November 3, 2019 Joana1 Comment I know I must not love you but too late, I already do. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
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It’s one of those things you can’t control, and can only realise once it’s too late.
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