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My feelings for you are still present.
I still get butterflies every time that you text me.
My heart's racing but this time it's not 'cause I feel like I'm dying.
This time I'm falling.
And I'm not too keen on getting back up.
So hold me in your arms.
We'll lay down on the ground, staring at the stars.
Grateful that we got the chance to fall this far.
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Finding Myself I ▽
Poetry"She painted her soul with words and displayed the pain for all to observe." Where a girl is learning how to love herself and the complicated life she lives.
