Yours

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The wind is blowing me away so fragile is my presents here with these people that cant even remember my name
A smile masks my face because someone comes near. What a painful expresion, this one, one i cant bare to bare
Then i think of you. The winds gusts have turned to a gentle breeze. This smile comes a bit more easily

Only to realize im in a dream and upon waking im back in the storm of tearing emotions
You're still not mine, tho i am yours
My heart is breaking will you save me from myself? Can you do this impossibility?

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