“Her beauty isn't measured by some European standard of what beauty should be but by her confidence and the fact that she is loving the skin she's in. To me, that alone is beautiful.”

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life 1 min read 626 views Mar 31, 2016

When I'm Gone

It hit you like a sucker punch
With eyes wide open
Like the door I walked out of 
Leaving your heart broken 
Emotions cast about 
Useless as wasted tokens
For the fair has ended
And I'm tired of pretending
So cash in your sentiments 
There's no saving for a rainy day
I would prefer when I'm gone
Not to even remember your face

 

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