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I was seven when I saw this light, shining dimly through my bedroom window Didn't seem much but that was my light, My call, my way out The light was my future yearning me to hold on To stay For one more day. I was seventeen when I saw the light again It shone brighter than before and took a human form Six foot tall, with bright blue eyes and brown wavy hair With a cute smile and crooked teeth and when he spoke, I swear I could melt And when he touched, I was paralyzed with fright My future's here, but will it stay? Will it want me as I am, 'cause change doesn't accept me Panic absorbs through my skin and freezes my bones Can I make it? The dim light is here now, shining brightly with opened arms Should I stay? Just one more day?
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Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 9:03 PM UTC
Future
I was seven when I saw this light, shining dimly through my bedroom window Didn't seem much but that was my light, My call, my way out The light was my future yearning me to hold on To stay For one more day. I was seventeen when I saw the light again It shone brighter than before and took a human form Six foot tall, with bright blue eyes and brown wavy hair With a cute smile and crooked teeth and when he spoke, I swear I could melt And when he touched, I was paralyzed with fright My future's here, but will it stay? Will it want me as I am, 'cause change doesn't accept me Panic absorbs through my skin and freezes my bones Can I make it? The dim light is here now, shining brightly with opened arms Should I stay? Just one more day?
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Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 9:03 PM UTC
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