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well, today was one of those days where you glare just to be looking at something and you talk so no one will suspect you. Cool christmas. got so much candy im going to get in a sugar coma.
I look at you with pity trodden eyes
Your scarred heart’s black illusion
Was it my fault for caring
Should I be the blame for what happened
Carrying what was ours in a platinum case
What we thought we had
When I just want to be…
A person.
Consider this my calling