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I don't think I'll ever be content With the way I look, The way I sing, The way I talk Or walk Or dress Or run But you are I don't think I'll ever be okay with the way I hold in my thoughts Or how I don't always look both ways before I cross the street Or how negativity brings clouds over my head But you don't seem to mind I didn't know that I could actually be loveable Until you showed me that even God loved Lucifer Once long ago You showed me how to love myself How to speak with a gentle tounge- To speak my mind and be heard That even when I'm off pitch You love my melodies That even though I'm not content You are With every flaw, ever scratch, every fade I now look both ways before crossing the street.
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Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 11:27 PM UTC
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I don't think I'll ever be content With the way I look, The way I sing, The way I talk Or walk Or dress Or run But you are I don't think I'll ever be okay with the way I hold in my thoughts Or how I don't always look both ways before I cross the street Or how negativity brings clouds over my head But you don't seem to mind I didn't know that I could actually be loveable Until you showed me that even God loved Lucifer Once long ago You showed me how to love myself How to speak with a gentle tounge- To speak my mind and be heard That even when I'm off pitch You love my melodies That even though I'm not content You are With every flaw, ever scratch, every fade I now look both ways before crossing the street.
Thoughts on a lost loved one and what their teachings.
#lonely#memories#past#missing#crossing
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Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 11:27 PM UTC
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