People like us.
People like us fall in love,
People like us fall alot,
People like us laugh out loud,
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Rainbows and Butterfly's how I miss them so.
But this time and age they are a myth to us that have known them before. How I miss waking up to a Rainbow and the Sun shining bright into my room. And the Butterfly's talking to me in a mythical language. But now, today, there are only grey's sky's and crows, which I dislike.
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Blowing up at Someone,
Yelling at Someone,
Hiding from Someone,
Having your heart broken
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