But I no longer belong to myself,
And I no longer remember,
Who the girl dreamed to be
When she was seventeen.
Who she looked up to,
And who she admired.
Maybe it was you,
Maybe it was me.
Maybe she never even existed,
Maybe it just couldn't be.
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My Heart Will Go On: A Collection Of Short Stories & Poems
PoetryThere are little moments in life That can make my heart shine And a smile on your face can let me know That my heart will forever go on and on and on ~~~ A collectoon of short stories and free writing. Enjoy.
