Delicate
I'm a black aura with a pastel soul
If I'm to fall allow it for the person I'm becoming will catch me
I can save myself and cause my suffering simultaneously
Living vibrantly within the shell I hide
All because I'm too much for the outside
Don't fear or pity my insecurities
I've learned to love my obscurity
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