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I was sitting in my room, back against the cool brown wall of my room, cross-legged on the ground. My long, mousy light brown hair fell in strands in..
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What?What do Ilong for?My dear,I long for escape.Pure and simple.To allow the pain,to be washed away,to see myself clearly again.I long for pencil and..
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You mock me,though you do not know.How could you?Sit there and say those things?For words cut,like silver lined daggers,but of course,you would not kn..
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White, puffy clouds,
float above the gorgeous blue sky.
A delicate breeze,
rustles a nearby spruce.
Smells of autumn fill the air.
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Silly girl.
You silly girl,
Falling again.
I've seen it all before.
He'll do the same thing,
you know.
You say it's different,
neither ..
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I wrote this on the fly about a girl with some issues she is trying to get over and she has the help of her boyfriend, Josh.
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