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Hey beautiful broken love,
I know you won't believe a word I've written,
Because you're hurting, broken, and in the dark,
But I promise if you put down those razors, and scissors,
And knife,
It'll get easier.
Those wounds will heal,
And scars will fade.
And maybe one day,
You'll forget all the same.
But if you end it now,
You'll never know.
You won't meet Ashley,
Your beautiful mother to be.
Or your new baby brother,
He's the cutest.
You'll never know how beautiful
A light show in the rain of a tiny tea cup town is.
So please, please, please,
Believe me when I say,
It gets better.
It really does.
xXx Future you
I know you won't believe a word I've written,
Because you're hurting, broken, and in the dark,
But I promise if you put down those razors, and scissors,
And knife,
It'll get easier.
Those wounds will heal,
And scars will fade.
And maybe one day,
You'll forget all the same.
But if you end it now,
You'll never know.
You won't meet Ashley,
Your beautiful mother to be.
Or your new baby brother,
He's the cutest.
You'll never know how beautiful
A light show in the rain of a tiny tea cup town is.
So please, please, please,
Believe me when I say,
It gets better.
It really does.
xXx Future you
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"Myrcella!" Yelled Cersei, the blonde-haired mother was currently searching for her daughter. She was currently in the mood to bully the Princess and made it known as she screamed in the hallways. "It's wedgie time!"
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Last minute or no, I can still feel the meaning behind it. I really enjoyed it, even though it was sad - mostly because there was hope in it, too! I especially liked this part:
And scars will fade.
And maybe one day,
You'll forget all the same.
I'm not sure why; maybe it was the importance. Anyway, this whole thing was wonderful; thank you for such a lovely entry!
And scars will fade.
And maybe one day,
You'll forget all the same.
I'm not sure why; maybe it was the importance. Anyway, this whole thing was wonderful; thank you for such a lovely entry!