Your type of love has put me in a strange predicament. Has awaken parts in me that are not human. Making me defy societal laws that have always governed me. Alienated by family and friends with only your love to guide me. Nevertheless i see stars even in the daylight and everything takes the shape of hearts. Butterflies are happy flower petals and colors multiply. Only the trees and i are brave enough to sing your song. Soaked of words that start rebellions and ignite hope. Courage now lives in my bones so i plant roses in your hell and will settle for nothing less than you.
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