You were never really interested in the real me,
Perhaps you were enamored with the idea of who I could be.
“Could she be a dancer, a painter, or a combination of both?
Perhaps I can still get to her through her season of growth.
To prove it to her, I’ll swear myself under oath.”
Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 6:29 PM UTC
You were never really interested in the real me,
Perhaps you were enamored with the idea of who I could be.
“Could she be a dancer, a painter, or a combination of both?
Perhaps I can still get to her through her season of growth.
To prove it to her, I’ll swear myself under oath.”
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