We were given: Two hands to hold. To legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find. 鈾� <3<3<3<3
Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow, we must fail in order to know. Sometimes our visions clear only after our eyes are washed away with tears.
I want to be remembered as a girl who always smiles even when her heart is broken and the one that could always brighten up your day even when she couldn't brighten up her own.
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