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Like a fragile ball of thin-spun glass,
Wrapped round with fears and love and hate,
She sits inside herself, alone,
Separate from this world.

And like a small boat in tempered waves,
The threat of sinking into cold darkness
Overwhelms her mind with worries
Of this lonely world.

The times when warm love lights her life,
When the world looks new and beautiful,
When storm clouds are swept away…
That’s when she thinks she matters.

Can we see in black and white?
Or sometimes shades of grey?
All live and die, a long or short life
Does it matter how we live?
©2005-2009 =wildheartfreesoul
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:icondepressedchic:
i like it its pretty good and in the beggining to me it seems like its really giving you sumthing to think about i dunno i really did like it good job lol

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~katelynn


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I like this. You hit all points of life in a short amont of stanza very well. I really like stanza three alot. Great job!

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"You can't help who you fall in love with; you're not supposed to."- Save the Last Dance
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:iconwildheartfreesoul:
thanks alot! it was kinda hard to write.

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:iconwildheartfreesoul:
thank you very much. i really apreciate your comment and fav.

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:icondepressedchic:
yea no problem

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~katelynn


"dont cry because its over.....smile because it happend"

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