WELL, WELL, WELL
a few minutes left
to make a theft from my heft,
and freeze it on weft.
ALL WORDS'RE WELL PUT IN THE CELL
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Francis L
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Junkie
She didn't dream of being this way as a little girl. Life threw obstacles her way, and sometimes she was able to avoid them, while other times, they smacked her straight in the face. It's hard to find somewhere to lay the blame. But she faces it, every day, and trust, this cruel world never made anything easy. So she lights the match. She heats the spoon. And she sails away to lands unknown, hoping, just for one second, to escape. Because in her dreams, she's a dragon slayer and a princess. She can touch the clouds and sing with the stars. She can be anybody besides who she is now.
By Ashley Limaa day ago in Fiction
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