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manana-mistoria-marxer
manana-mistoria-marxer
a short, beautiful princess / with a tall handsome prince / Country girl without the country / bookworm and video game junkie / Engaged to the utmost best. / living far from home / because home is where ever he is...
Highest hights lowest lows sweetest tears and brightest lights long before and miles away rushing fast just to get home yellow dress torn and worn cast a feminine shadow on the city walls hair gold and flowing a beautiful sight being born this city of dreams makes me dream and i only dream of you...
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Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 5:01 PM UTC
Dreams of you
Words like ice Hair as dark as evil More lost then young souls A pretty face mirrored twice Wearing shorts, old and frayed. Lips painted a sinister red. Heels spiked and jagged Drunk on the floor, she laid Worlds of a prophet A Golden and messy pillow of hair As sure as a moving train A picture of him in her locket Wearing battered blue jeans Lips soft and warm Converse, blue and inviting He finds her when the janitor cleans Eyes lock, hearts beat in steps A smile from him A blush from her A hand from him she accepts A "how have you been?" A "um not good actually?" Another "I'm sorry" One more "I miss you" And finally "i miss you too"
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Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 1:10 AM UTC
I miss you
maybe i fell  in  love  with the way  you  would  look  at  me and look away when i caught you staring or maybe i fell  in love  with  your   smile  when you felt brave enough to keep your gaze and maybe i fell  in love   with   your  demanding personality and your reckless ability to abandon everything or  maybe  i  fell  in  love with your     dreams,     fears     and twisted    thoughts   and   you only   fell   in   love   with  my s      u      r        f       a      c      e
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Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 6:46 PM UTC
[1:29am]
three years later and i still doodle your name in my margins i wish us an infinite supply of smiles hugs and kisses goodnight texts and good morning voicemails here's to many more
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 11:46 PM UTC
cheers, we've lasted this long
They say it's never too late But for me, Im way too late You can't here me now No matter how loud I say these three word I lost my last chance All i can do now Is to cry infront of your grave Feeling the pain alone
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
I Love You