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SoftHands Apr 2020
I thought you’d be the painter
That paints my life
In colors
I let you in
Only to realize
You only had
A black marker
SoftHands Apr 2020
You just said “I love you”
But this time I felt nothing
It’s the first time that I’m not smiling
That I’m not dancing for hours
What happened? I wonder
You know the hardest steps to take
To get away from someone
Are those who say that they love you
But their action says otherwise?
We cant always fix something by loving it harder.
SoftHands Apr 2020
a flower can **** it
thats what I/You did.
SoftHands Apr 2020
Until I get to heaven
Can my Mom
watch my garden in heaven?

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