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Sep 2017
You grabbed my heart
I turned to look
You're the hope that vanished
But it was my world that shook

Your smile is a pick
Strumming at the strings
And as you walk by
Every bird sings

And I am a shadow
The moon to your sun
Made for whispers and tears
Not smiles and fun

I'm stuck in the back
Raising my hand
All eyes to you
And I don't understand

I'm not admired
No one cares for my work
My personality's flawed
Unlike yours that has quirk

No one will see me
With that gleam in their eye
The way they see you
The best butterfly
Reshnia crimson
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Reshnia crimson  22/FTM/aurora colorado
(22/FTM/aurora colorado)   
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