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May 2020
I sit here and wait for my time to shine,
I wait for the day when I'm actually fine.
I'm not just some little girl anymore,
I've learned how to cope when you walked out the door.
I won't just sit and wait,
I'm going to start tempting with fate.
I will be great someday,
And I'll do it my own way.
Broken Pieces
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