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Apr 6
It feels like I'm stuck in a curse,
Falling too hard, and always falling first.
Maybe it’s the way I love,
Maybe love isn’t meant for me,
But is it so wrong to want it, to want to be seen?
Let this curse be undone, let there be a turn,
Shift the stars, change the script,
Let the love I give finally return.
For once, let it be me who’s found,
The one who's chosen, the one unbound.
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Self  18/F
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