I LOVE WRITING...let my words speak for themselves
What happened to butterlfies
What happened to elevation
Belief to fly
Belief to hold nothing back
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I want you to know that I loved you
Like hearing your accent and the sweet way you butchered the English language
Like looking into your eyes and seeing forever
Like holding your face at the height of my breasts
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I have come to accept that I love you
Come to accept that when shadows delve into darkness that eventually they surrender to the light
I cannot fight it anymore
For in punching and beating you up
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