becauseilovemyself
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My name is a rhythm, a sweet sensation My name is a weightlifter, running between the bases , not stoppingIt holds sadness and pain, and came from a small village
It can be a struggle
To communicate.
To let the words stuck
in your throat
take a life of their own.
"You hurt me"
"I'm sorry"
"Can we try something new?"
When we fell together my heart was full of hope. Butterflies then Autumn leaves swirling around us was all I could see.
Because I love you, I want you to know the real me.
