angelicMisha
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There's a rabbit in my box. And a locket in my pocket.
I type what I write and I write what I think.
So I put the phone down and wondered how I felt. Was I happy? Sad? Astonished? Only he knew how I felt. But, with the world's oceans creating a wall between us, he could never find out my true feelings.
I type what I write and I write what I think.
So I put the phone down and wondered how I felt. Was I happy? Sad? Astonished? Only he knew how I felt. But, with the world's oceans creating a wall between us, he could never find out my true feelings.
I always see her running. Out of breath, but never slowing down. In the end, she stops in front of you, tired and in pain, just to tell you the truth... but it's hopeless and pointless. She doesn't think it is. In fact, she's happy, regardless. It's an inconvenience but, it's off to the side. She's free and that's all she felt like telling you at the moment. That's all. She laughs at how wonderful she feels and at your awkward and annoyed expression. It's alright, she thinks to herself. She's happy and she won't bother you anymore. She just felt like telling you what was on her mind.
Well of course if it's for free, go for it. Though, he remarked, is there anything in life that really comes for free? There's always a price to pay, is there not?
I never really knew the complexities of life until I started living it
Well of course if it's for free, go for it. Though, he remarked, is there anything in life that really comes for free? There's always a price to pay, is there not?
I never really knew the complexities of life until I started living it
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