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Nights are cold

And yet those nights are cold, 

without the warmth of another soul.

Having this desire of speaking with the dark, 

to urge something to feel...

And yet it remains what it is, 

what it is the dream and what it is the reality of the dream. 

-G.N.D.

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Tonight

Tonight I realized its not up to you to decide me.
Its not my job to initiate conversation,
Its not my requirement to put on more makeup,
You don't get to decide what shirts you think look good on me.

Tonight I realized its not my place to lower myself to you.
I don't have to make sure you're satisfied,
I don't need to stop what I'm doing to answer to you.
There's only one of me, and ther...

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