I want you to hear the words I can not speak. I want you to search for me where I’ve been forced into hiding. I want a safe, warm hug from you where only coldness lives. I want you to help me to cry when I can not face the tears myself. I want you to help me as I’m forbidden from being human.
There is more to me that meets the eye, and I need you to know it.
There is more to me that meets the eye, and I need you to know it.
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