Which is your greatest flaw? Feel everything is your fault, all the time.
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"Why do you care?"
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It's not a question of what I'm doing, is a question of what you do, what I see.
You smile joyfully and your heart is as big as the whole universe put together.
But your guilty expression is even larger.
I feel your sorrow, and I observe the people around you.
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"What does all these matters you?" I found myself whispering, rebel tears slowly falling down my face.
And I saw you smiling tenderly at me, your face so near mine. And I felt in another dimension, staring at your's deep emerald eyes.
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I can guess you feel nobody pays atention darling.
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How wrong you are.
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Author's Note
Geez guys, I'm still working in "Todo lo Humano que Podemos Ser", believe it or not! So in the meantime here's a little piece of... something!
This little idea came up today and my fingers type them without thinking.
Inspired in my dear England (the Hetalia one.. but more manly, sexy and understanding ;) )
The "I" is refering to You, my dear reader!
Your loyal writer,
Hana-Liatris