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Fake A world prewritten She planned on being unscripted Her world is now unpredicted She still knows someone else is in control Depicted Still a hope of making her own decisions Yet there is nothing told Destination unfolds Still not powerless She radiates greatness in a self-consciousness way Expectance is decayed Now only false hope and a piece of paper save the day
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Feb 3, 2018
Feb 3, 2018 at 6:06 PM UTC
We shall be brave
Fake A world prewritten She planned on being unscripted Her world is now unpredicted She still knows someone else is in control Depicted Still a hope of making her own decisions Yet there is nothing told Destination unfolds Still not powerless She radiates greatness in a self-consciousness way Expectance is decayed Now only false hope and a piece of paper save the day
Karajean
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Feb 3, 2018
Feb 3, 2018 at 6:06 PM UTC
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