There is fangirling
There is nothing quite like this to equal the splender bliss
There is one thing that drives my life
gets me through the ups and downs
There is one thing that never lets me down
It's a peice of me and no one does it quite how I do
There are people who may think it petty, silly, and immature
And for them I am sorry for they have never felt the way I feel
There are people who have never squelled, never sobbed
At mere mercy of the thing they love
There are people who will never feel the bond
of a show, of fellow fans
There are strangers linked in love, grasped by loyalty, united by fandoms
There are fangirls
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