Sweet milk makes bad apples cry

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I want to turn every movement you make into frame still, you inspire me, you make me weak, you make me soar

I will let the past sculpt me into a stronger person, but I shall never let in define who I am or what I capable of

Mirror Mirror

When I look in the mirror I see me
When people look in mirror I wonder what they see
To know how they feel when they look upon themselves
Do they see what i see
I wonder what people see when they look at me
do they see what i see
I look at you and you look at me
But all I see is you and all that's there is me