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Does he know who you are? Does he laugh, just to know what he has?

Does he know not to talk about your dad? Does he know when you’re sad?

You don’t like to be touched, let alone kissed.

Does he know where your lips begin?

Do you know who you are? Do you laugh, just to think what I lack?

Do you know your lips shake when you’re mad? And do you notice when you’re sad?

You don’t like to be touched, let alone kissed

Does his love make your head spin?

Hard Work

I’ve decided that although natural talent has its place and is something to be respected to a certain extent, I feel that I would appreciate something that someone has earned with hard work and perseverance a lot more. Natural talent can only get you so far. With time, it will fade and vanish. Hard work, though, can get you so far and beyond; to a point from which there is no return; to a point where you’re truly and unbeatable, great. 

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