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Am I Not what you imagined? Is this Not what you envisioned? Are you Sure that you love me? Or do you Find yourself wishing That I'd Been a little stronger Or maybe
When I feel the pain in my chest. When my throat is filled with hate. When my body wants all it's blood to flood out And my mind just fills me with negativity. The only one I can hold against me,
I am wispy mist that is quickly blown away by strong wind. I am the dust bunnies under the couch-- hiding so I’m not swiftly swept away. I am a blanket of snow that melts away when the scorching sun arrives.