

Serene for Silently-CryingYour gift is unwrapped yet held in the palm of my hand. Turning down a gift is like turning down love Its pain brings vile depression Yet also brings thoughts.Serene for Silently-Crying
These thoughts I keep secret, held within the palm of my hand like that of the gift itself Yet it’s wrapping paper remains untouched, Each little bow lying steadily upon the gift itself Like that of a dying rose in the sunlight.
True beauty does not come from gifts, or from thoughts. An enigma is what beauty is, just like what you are to me. You both remain behind a mask, yet once fully revealed, You both drink i
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My mad dancing skillz
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My mad dancing skillz
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My mad dancing skillz
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Shh, I have to listen to my brain...
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Manic Panic
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