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I tried my best, I really did.
I used all the definitions in the book.
To try and make you understand the scribbles in my head.
For I keep shouting that my art is meaningless; it holds no value in its tears.
Dear best friend,
You once told me
"Trust is like a piece of paper.
Art paper, blank paper, wide ruled, college-ruled--it didnt matter.
Paper comes in many form, just like trust.
Dear, you
You know who you are
You know why you’re far
Away, but I don’t care why
Whenever I think of you I almost cry
We had ups and downs
I put you down
we judge each other
we fight
but I love for
you had always been there for me,
made sure I was okay,
pushed me to achive great things
Dear child haven't you heard
That there is evil in this world that tends to get blurred
They disguise themselves to draw you in
Then drop you off broken and alone in the end
Roses and chocolate, are an illusion
Reality lies in a bond without seclusion
We both have lives, a healthy prolusion
That weigh not on our spirit's fusion
You are free
And as am I
“I love you.”
Sometimes doesn’t sound like those words at all.
For me, “I love you” is the hardest thing to say.
When I do, it’s an empty sentence, too commonly used.
