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Jun 23
She’s my last hope, my final light,
In a world of shadows, she feels so right.
Not perfect, nah, but who really is?
With her by my side, I’m ready to live.

Her laugh’s a spark that cuts through the dark,
Her smile’s a flame igniting my heart.
We’re two broken souls, but together we heal,
In her love, I find what’s real.

I’m flawed, I’m raw, got scars you can’t see,
But she sees the truth that’s inside of me.
She’s patient, she’s real, calls me her twin,
With her, I feel a chance to win.

No games, no masks, just honest and true,
In this crazy world, she’s my breakthrough.
So here’s to us, imperfect, alive,
With her, I’m ready, I’ll fight, I’ll strive.

She’s my last hope, my reason to try,
In her love, I’m learning to fly.
To ya twinny
Yuz
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Yuz  17/M/Morocco
(17/M/Morocco)   
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