Monday, November 12, 2012

Pretty

Remember when I felt pretty? 
You told me whenever I laughed, I glowed like the Sun
Do you remember when I wasn't scared to shine in the darkness, 
over coming any of my fears, sitting on the clouds? 
I was fearless...but now I'm broken. 
Who would have thought that all of that would disappear because of you...

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