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And there's this girl Bringing flowers, cards, delicacies Which I only ever dreamt from a guy She brings them to me Makes me wonder about my priorities Have I got them right Or is it just another play of god Receiving from the unexpected Being loved at the lowest moments Such a risky play, lord! I don't have enough to give her i know Not enough love, nor enough respect As she deserves them in infinite amount Makes me wonder Whether I'm deserving even in the first place Being such a flawed human Anger issues, mood swings round the clock Yet she's there with open arms My confidante We must have been sisters in some other life We might have shared the same clothes, books, food Living under the same roof With the same parents Playing together Singing, dancing, braiding each other's hair Bringing roses on our special days Cheering us up at our lowest Cooking each other our favourite food Knitting together, listening to the same stories from our grandma She has become someone in my life I did not expect to be But made my life a whole lot better than it used to be - a_drunken_soul
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Feb 7, 2025
Feb 7, 2025 at 12:30 PM UTC
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And there's this girl Bringing flowers, cards, delicacies Which I only ever dreamt from a guy She brings them to me Makes me wonder about my priorities Have I got them right Or is it just another play of god Receiving from the unexpected Being loved at the lowest moments Such a risky play, lord! I don't have enough to give her i know Not enough love, nor enough respect As she deserves them in infinite amount Makes me wonder Whether I'm deserving even in the first place Being such a flawed human Anger issues, mood swings round the clock Yet she's there with open arms My confidante We must have been sisters in some other life We might have shared the same clothes, books, food Living under the same roof With the same parents Playing together Singing, dancing, braiding each other's hair Bringing roses on our special days Cheering us up at our lowest Cooking each other our favourite food Knitting together, listening to the same stories from our grandma She has become someone in my life I did not expect to be But made my life a whole lot better than it used to be - a_drunken_soul
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Feb 7, 2025
Feb 7, 2025 at 12:30 PM UTC
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