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Falling (With Aunt Brenda In Mind)

My hero! My inspiration! My Gaia! I learned how to love myself. To be strong. To never care what others thought. To always follow my hopes and dreams. All from you! You encourage me, when I'm ready to fall. And just wanna give up. Your the reason I still write on this paper. The reason I love writing. But you gave up on me. And I never gave up on you. My unique, inspiring, hero. Gaia. But now when I see you. Your no longer my hero. My eyes bleeding tears of sadness. Because you let me down. But does that mean I'll give up on you? No! I will continue to write these words on paper. Hoping you'll change for the better.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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