The Girl I Love

Sleeps in a bed full of pain,

And carries in her young body a

Curse, but she

Carries her world better than Atlas

Himself

.

In a world of pain, I woke up to

Her pain, too… And now I’m free

From all the things she will never see

.

I wish I could touch your hand, even if

You never feel the same love for me

.

ML

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