StoryA Poem by Rebecca
Done with the ideals,
Ideals of being you. I know now I am myself; I accept that. Sick of fantasies, Having the life you dread. How could I find happiness In a life you dread? "Straight from a story book", She says I am. A fairy tale.. In modern day setting. Life is what it is, Ill fit crushes and misfit wishes, Crappy hearts and misspelled names, Lullabies and hopeful dreams. Life is written in pen, Love, So write it beautifully.
© 2011 Rebecca |
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Added on May 12, 2011 Last Updated on May 12, 2011 Author
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