If Memories Were Butterflies
Saturday, March 21, 2015
Sometimes You Need to Hear It Revised
I am not all that smart.
- she once said.
In fact I'm rather dull.
- and she believed it.
There will never be much to me.
- she sighed.
Not like those other people.
- she cried.
And who will tell her differently?
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