emiko-hernandezWhisper

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It Isn't Supposed To Be Like ThisOften, the worlds starts to dim at the edges and I realize that I forgot to breath. / You were passage to my lungs and allowed oxygen into my blood. / At times, I forget what I look like--assuming I'm a cross between a troll and a haggard witch.

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Happy Birthday to meThis is how it's supposed to be. / Uninspired and lost. / Like someone threw me over a cliff and told me to fly.

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PinkiesWe made a promise. / Not just any promise--a pinky promise. / We swore on our weakest finger a vow we would not dare to break.

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