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Oct 2012
Like a flower misses the sun,
When the frost takes over the ache creeps in,
Try to shake it off let my petals unfurl,
But it’s hard being rooted to the ground right here,
It’s hard to be feelin’,
Want the sun to come back,
But I gotta keep breathin’,
Make my own warmth, man.
This is a reflection on my difficulty with being dependent on other people for my happiness.
Written by
Nyx Ashling
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