It's not what I feel for you,
It's what I don't feel for anyone else but you.

I write for the same reason I breathe;;

Because if I didn't, I would die.

I needed my father;
But he needed the needle.

Why am I dying to live;
If I'm living to die?

I can't look in the mirror;;
I can't bear to see myself without you.</3

I don't need another hero
I'm not Cinderella,
I can save myself.

Wars will begin when you will;
But they do not end where you please.

At first I was afriad to fall in love with you.
Now I'm scared to let you go.</3

Not all of us can be saved
And not all of us are worth saving

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Love;;
It's not about being perfect.
It's about seeing an imperfect person,
Perfectly.