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To You


Hey you

Yeah you

I don't think you realize

the power that you hold

the power is inside of you

but you just stop and fold.

You let the fear envelope you

and waste your time away

thinking that it makes you cool

to waste your time and play.

Don't play with your life,

because its something beautiful.

I know you do not believe me

But listen to me I say.

That all you are

And all of this

Is me telling you your futire.

 

You are a precious gemstone and should be treated as such.

Let no one tear you down

because from that

nothing is gained.

Love is love,

not sadness or despair.

They're not for you

If this they will not spare.

Your heart is fragile,

delicate like child,

SO careful who you hand it to

Because they may just try to ruin you.

Do not give away your trust

It should be earned

Thats a must.

 

Live,

and be happy.

Don't suppress yourself

Because a life not lived

is a life not alive

And a life unalive is dead.

 

 

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