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Unreachable


Unreachable
I don't want to wake up, and face reality 
I want to impress you, but you're not proud of me
If only I could prove, that I'm worth attention
Then maybe you'd notice, I can't reach perfection
So why should I wake up,to just disappoint you?
If I can't make you proud, why should I continue?

-Belle Rose

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