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There was a time where I was desperate Desperate to prove that I could be desired That it was an option for me I found someone to prove my thesis And got blinded thinking it was all about the boy Thinking that he was my savior I got clingy I didn't want to loose this anomaly Because surely that was all it was, an anomaly So I clung to him not realizing That feeling I wanted was a part of me Not him Me letting myself be seen instead of skulking in the shadows Me grabbing my own power He was nothing but the first And oh, how he pales compared to the last
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Jul 31, 2025
Jul 31, 2025 at 12:42 AM UTC
Desperate times
There was a time where I was desperate Desperate to prove that I could be desired That it was an option for me I found someone to prove my thesis And got blinded thinking it was all about the boy Thinking that he was my savior I got clingy I didn't want to loose this anomaly Because surely that was all it was, an anomaly So I clung to him not realizing That feeling I wanted was a part of me Not him Me letting myself be seen instead of skulking in the shadows Me grabbing my own power He was nothing but the first And oh, how he pales compared to the last
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Jul 31, 2025
Jul 31, 2025 at 12:42 AM UTC
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