A red heart looks into these eyes
I refuse to blink and let go of myself
Only a heart, such as this, will point me into the future
This heart is not imperfect, and refuses to be altered
My heart, look at me once more, see the person I am
You have gave me a gift, a gift to believe I won't fall again
You have reminded me of words I won't forget
Others may speak, I refuse to reply and move onward
See who I am right now, never changing my ways
Remember these words of ultimate wisdom, never say I can't
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