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I’m scared. Terrified.
My life is turning around,
And I’m not sure if it’s for the best yet.
It feels cold. And lonely...
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It was a dark, cold night when the Lightning appeared. Like
every aspect of nature, it was beautiful… but that was before IT started.
A..
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I once held the green in my palms.
I cherished it,
And I cared for it.
My mistake it was,
For it did not last long.
I hung to it ..
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I promised myself I wouldn’t play your game.
I wasn’t going to be a “thing” to you… an object.
Your green bri..
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Oh no, no podre perder de vista tus ojos.
No puedo olvidar tu sonrisa,
Esa sonrisa que hace la naturaleza perfecta,
Y que me recuerda co..
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What does it feel like to be seen…? Admired?
I, personally, do not know that feeling.
I’ve been played with and rejected.
I ..
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