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Aug 2013
Its four am in the morning
And my thoughts wandered as they do
Found it sad to think
That you hate being you...
This is for my best friend who told me that he feels that he will never be good enough . I promised him that for every single day that i live will remind him every single day that he truly is good enough until he believes me.
individuality-exists
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