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Falling in Like

I like you because you have let me be me,

Whatever that means.

Whatever that means.

 

You'd never mold me, change me, or readjust my seams.

You like me for me.

You like me for me.

 

I'd let you change my accent, my haircut, unimportant things,

Just don't cut my wings.

Just don't cut my wings.

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Written by
tatiana-cody
American
Published
Dec 21, 2010
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A true story.

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