// Within me are dead petals from the sunflowers I was born with. They are as dry as the tears I've cried and as empty as my soul. There is a permanent sunset inside me, one that lays upon the pacific and settles on the golden sand. I am but a wave, consuming every last bit of this world and spitting it all out as I crash. There is a glow that comes and goes, and as it leaves so does my longing to be. But when it returns, oh baby, it glows brighter than any star ever could. There is a love that is inside of me. This love radiates through every emotion. It is a love that is pulled from deep, deep inside and sprinkled upon the soul of each passing stranger with a story. There is a love inside of me. Be gentle when you're inside me, there is a love inside me. //
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