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Bailey Marie Jul 2014
I find myself in book stores
Sitting there admiring the worlds around me
Full of possibility, wonder and a new start
You see darling, I live in a world of my own
Built by these pages, every day is a fairy tale
No princesses or castles but the magic of each day
Unfolding itself before my eyes
I hope some day you can come for a visit
It truly is a beautiful place to be.
Bailey Marie Jul 2014
going.
going.
going.
gone.
She flew away because you took too long
Her heart could no longer hold the weight of a boy that was just too late.
Bailey Marie Jul 2014
Every cell, every little cell is replaced every 7 years
How fantastic will that be?
I will finally have a body that will never have been touched by you.

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