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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required To The Lady I Will Be You're going to look at me and think "What in the world were you thinking" But best believe at the time it seemed right Loving so hard and holding on tight You're going to look back and wonder "Why didn't you do this instead" But trust me, the repercussions would've been outstanding You know, for being a clown at every instance You're going to be high valued damaged good Pretty ironic, isn't it? That's because you will always contradict yourself Always wanting what's best for them, never for you Yet cry and hopelessly yearn for the favour to be returned You're going to be an artist Not of pen and paper But of flesh and bones And your wrists will be your gallery You're going to be so broken, future self I'll not sugar-coat and sweeten the lemon But you're also going to be loving Broadcasting the pure heart you tried to hide from what you thought was venom You're going to find someone you won't hurt Someone who will know you for every piece You're going to be loved a million times For that's the number of all your cries You're going to fall in love one last time And you will feel alive for being in the lime From each of your broken pieces True happiness will overflow with peace Dear future self, our past and present were disasters of nature Or probably of our own doings We do reap what we sow, after all.. But then again, we own no field and have no show
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