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it kills me, it kills me how I have to watch as others can't see what I see.
The story of your language you speak so happily.
How your heart is without much of a worry.
How you talk more when you're silent.
How your mind is just so brilliant.
How you look up to the ones you trust.
How you love to entertain.
Telling you is a must.
But not being able to drives me,
insane.
I remember how I used to admire said person. What a time that was. Cant quite remember when this was written but I know **** well who it’s about.
