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Someone called to heaven
and nobody came back
from whatever they hide.

Somebody would be proud
of me when I look at you
with sallow in my eyes
if I only didn't tell you
how much I loved you.

Some, Some people
will look at me
and don't like me
since they saw me.

However,
I started don't caring about
what they care
about what they like
about what they want to change of me
about what they fucking think.

Someone will love me,
even more than I love myself.
And this, It's difficult
but,
there will be someone.