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Things do not have to be this way It is not too late to change our fate Take a moment and think back To the night we had our first real date Close your eyes, remember my lips Shaking and scared I used to be I was young, I believed in you Coaxed every ounce of trust out of me I found confidence in your soft skin Soul blossomed in your cupped hand Sweet moments created me Though they never went the way planned You left me broken, bent out of shape All but destroyed with despair There is still a glimpse of that innocent child Inside me is the girl I was before I had you there
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Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 4:22 PM UTC
The Girl I Was Before
Things do not have to be this way It is not too late to change our fate Take a moment and think back To the night we had our first real date Close your eyes, remember my lips Shaking and scared I used to be I was young, I believed in you Coaxed every ounce of trust out of me I found confidence in your soft skin Soul blossomed in your cupped hand Sweet moments created me Though they never went the way planned You left me broken, bent out of shape All but destroyed with despair There is still a glimpse of that innocent child Inside me is the girl I was before I had you there
We leave different past selves behind as we grow.
AmandaKayBurke
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30/F/Alaska
Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 4:22 PM UTC
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