Once upon a time...

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Once upon a time not to long ago,
There was a girl always told to sew.
Even tho she smiled and did what she was told,
Inside her heart continued to fold.
Each night she'd sing herself to sleep,
"One day I'll get the courage to cut deep.
I'll see the light and finely be free,
Maybe then they'll finally see the real me."
But then she met a boy the new year,
He filled her heart with joy instead of fear.
On his last day there she wrote on his hand,
Dont forget were our friendship stands.
She still felt different but never alone,
For he was always on her phone.
They talked all day and sometimes all night,
Each in different ways made eachothers life bright.
Seeing the other in life was a little strange,
But who would've thought nothing would change.

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