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He sings to me such beautiful things I could no longer fly, he fixed my wings But the differences are so blatantly clear My family and friends all share a fear That I will become unhappy one day But I know that I will be okay
Its a knowledge that comes from keeping faith Thats why I allow myself to f
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perfectly imperfectif i could remember how to write...perfectly imperfect
i would write about how i feel.. the only thing that spills out is this sohgonwt bohws thwo jumbled up words that mean absolutely nothing writing does nothing. writing expresses nothing. words. express nothing. nobody will ever feel exactly how you feel. its unimaginable. ambient light streaming around. seconds later a blackened core. there are no more words all adjectives have been used up. nothing left to describe. a heart filled with hate a mind filled with love seconds later and water flows where blood
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