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To All the Times I Cried
To all the times I cried All those tears running away from my eyes Racing to reach the bottom of my chin and soil my clothes The deep breaths that came along with it I want you again I want to have you and feel you again I want to cry for all of eternity…
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Sunsets
See the beautiful sunset in the sky? The dark orange not conforming to the rest, forming its own sense of self The orange stands out as well, but independently It becomes its own identity There is a slimmer of light orange that connects these shades and tints The white connects all the girls of the…