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Lily was a girl who liked to read
She was alone all the time
She was about fourteen years old
Lily had a lot of feelings to rhyme
Lily loved books and had the most fun reading them all
Charming princes, Alice falling down
Talking animals, and love to be found
She wished for people like that to exist in her own life
She wished to be a gentleman's wife
She hoped for better friends, and a sweet smile to feel
She wanted a lot of things that weren't real
She ended up heartbroken, alone, and sad
She ended up driving herself mad
Because dreams and hopes weren't meant to be true
They exist to help us live through
pain
She was alone all the time
She was about fourteen years old
Lily had a lot of feelings to rhyme
Lily loved books and had the most fun reading them all
Charming princes, Alice falling down
Talking animals, and love to be found
She wished for people like that to exist in her own life
She wished to be a gentleman's wife
She hoped for better friends, and a sweet smile to feel
She wanted a lot of things that weren't real
She ended up heartbroken, alone, and sad
She ended up driving herself mad
Because dreams and hopes weren't meant to be true
They exist to help us live through
pain
Literature
Willow
Your confessional arms are Willow trees,
draping lonely limbs around an empty ink-jar heart.
Scars worn down like henna tattoos.
A night witch scrawling her incantations on blue moons,
rolling her letters into sentences like a curse.
But, it is in these coffee eyes you have found a home.
Literature
Within
A smile,
A laugh,
A hug.
A façade.
Within
A broken world,
A civil war,
A shattered soul,
Of its own destruction.
But further within
A full heart,
A true smile,
A happy me.
Waiting to shine.
Literature
Family
Bound by blood
but not all the time
they can be bound by love
a connection that is deep
a special link between the parents and their children
In them
we share a special relationship
yet sometimes they can be troublesome
we share our achievements
yet sometimes we don't tell
we share our thoughts
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Its so beautiful and sad and true, and beautifully written