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[alycenwondrland]

For the next week all my entries will be poems!

Theres a little spark inside of me
That very few have yet to see
Full of butterflies and beating hearts
Or hollywood’s little love scenes
Yet the hardest part of love and lust
Is the part of me that has yet to trust
The part that fears that one last step
The part that some may find a must
I think it is nights like these I hate
(For most nights independence is great!)
My spark comes alive in the lonely chill
And Independence isn’t such a thrill