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the story of the crying girl |
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i open this book, and then i see, a small crying girl, who looked like me. she was quiet and small, "poor her" i thought, with ragged black hair, and a ripped up smock, "ill smile again" she said to herself, so assuring the thought, i doubted myself. "why ish she crying?" i said as i wondered, "sad girl, are you dieing?" i read as i pondered, "i am unloved. no one to see, to dry up my tears, to live a life with me, i am unhappy, never again, will i love this guy nor marry him, its as simple as that. no more i say! no more love, no more today- but then again, who am i convincing? no one but myself. i am reliving, my own darkest dream a goal upon myself.." on that day, i always looked back, because that girl was me-scared to be- all alone by myself "please let me be.." said that quiet little girl, as i put that sad book back on its shelf....
I'M A GUURL 8U 날 위해 웃어, 난 널 사랑해! C & A = Infinity. :'D
Ur Anti-Drug 8D · Thu Jan 22, 2009 @ 10:51pm · 0 Comments |
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