for my sad friend, i will look after you, i will let you be sad, because even though he doesnt love the sadness, it shows your true strength and beauty.

She was precious, like a flower. She grew wild, wild, but innocent. A perfect prayer in a desperate hour. She was everything beautiful and different. She wasn't bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.

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