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Everyday she was oblivious, passing by the passers by everyday was a world of emptiness and straight lines, same routines and expected outcome nothing was ever new, everything was so sure as night and day and he hoped that the clouds in her eyes would stop blocking everything so that she may see that it doesn't have to be this way everyday
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 6:58 AM UTC
Everyday
Everyday she was oblivious, passing by the passers by everyday was a world of emptiness and straight lines, same routines and expected outcome nothing was ever new, everything was so sure as night and day and he hoped that the clouds in her eyes would stop blocking everything so that she may see that it doesn't have to be this way everyday
no. this is my mind vomiting and i am not good with words ugh ****
travesty
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 6:58 AM UTC
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