If you were half the beautiful woman you think you are.
If you were not a bunch of emptiness and fashion clothes.
If you understand the magic behind the blue eyes.
If you were able to feel your passion, to connect your pain.
If you were trusting more in your heart and less in your dress.
If you were able to be the brilliant person you pretend to be.
You wouldn't be yourself, for sure. You could find more amazing stuff about you I remember you had...
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