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No PurposePeople always tell me that they love me, that I inspire them to achieve things they never dreamed of.No Purpose
Others call me cute, whisper sweet and meaningless things into my petite ears just to fill their big egos.
If they love me so much, if they think I am so cute, why am I so empty?
Why does my heart beat with a void inside that nothing can fill?
If they love me so much, why does nothing bring a wrinkle threatening smile to my face?
Maybe I’m stubborn.
I’m tired of smiling, I’m tired of pretending.
by ~freya050
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