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Did you get enough love, my little dove? Why do you cry? And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best Though it never felt right My little Versailles
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I was always there—even when I was exhausted, even when I was hurt, even when I didn’t have the strength for it. I was always there. I couldn’t bring myself not to be a shelter for people’s helplessness. I couldn’t just suddenly walk away. I couldn’t just let go and leave. I was always there. I was always there for those who are no longer here....
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Sometimes you just want to cry or scream and let everything out. But then you wonder if all the emotions you've been holding insideگl would destroy you—or everyone around you—if they came out all at once. So you pull the blanket over your head and choose to sleep instead.
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And you laugh as I stare down at my feet Holy mother of the humble and the weak You gently lift my chin, so I can look into your eyes And you rebuke the bullshit and the lies All those people who told me how to be a man Well, I don't want to follow them any longer So twirl me round the floor
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عزیزم، کم پیش میاد که آدمی بخاطر تو «از خود گذشتگی» کنه، کم پیش میاد که آدمی بدون «هیچ سودی» بخواد کنارت بمونه، کم پیش میاد که کسی «دوستت دارمش» واقعی باشه، کم پیش میاد که کسی «موندنش» تاریخ انقضا نداشته باشه. کم پیش میاد آدمی در جواب خوبیت بهت "عشق" بده. کم پیش میاد.
