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I was a cold person Never bothering anyone I took everything solemnly Not letting anything out of order Everything had to be perfect Then you came to my life Told me to get out of my shell You had to force me to get out You showed me new things And took me to great adventures You showed me not everything has to be perfect And sometimes things should be messy In a good way.
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 9:02 AM UTC
Medicine to my seriousness
I was a cold person Never bothering anyone I took everything solemnly Not letting anything out of order Everything had to be perfect Then you came to my life Told me to get out of my shell You had to force me to get out You showed me new things And took me to great adventures You showed me not everything has to be perfect And sometimes things should be messy In a good way.
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 9:02 AM UTC
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