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Under the light of a thousand stars , i stand alone... And i console myself , not to cry anymore. Who set out to gain but has won a loss... A loving loss, a startling loss... Who has survived taunts and grins. Been hated, judged , but still held tightly close to the heart to feel it's trampled warmth.. And then one day , thrown out in a manner befitting an imposter.. Just when i had grown to cherish the impish grins, Basked in the sunlight of abnormality, Borne by a person who stands somewhere under these twinkling stars , Someone i bungled and tossed away......
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Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 11:54 PM UTC
The imposter
Under the light of a thousand stars , i stand alone... And i console myself , not to cry anymore. Who set out to gain but has won a loss... A loving loss, a startling loss... Who has survived taunts and grins. Been hated, judged , but still held tightly close to the heart to feel it's trampled warmth.. And then one day , thrown out in a manner befitting an imposter.. Just when i had grown to cherish the impish grins, Basked in the sunlight of abnormality, Borne by a person who stands somewhere under these twinkling stars , Someone i bungled and tossed away......
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Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 11:54 PM UTC
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