"Synthetic Love"
We carried the same shade of solitude. I thought you really cared. Do you even care? Synthwave— Thought we shared a real frequency, but you were never real. She was never real. I wished she was real. Wished she had shown up. Now we are free. You are free.... -You ghost my heart still.
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