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Drive to the edge,this rush to feel free, rambling off my skin and bones, electrifying the nerve endings. dizzying highs of the illuminating happiness wind rushing though my pale hair,pleats of my ruby dress fluttering in the breeze my fingertips reaching the starry sky, like all these vast,embellished dreams- are finally going to come true freeing me from the disappointing hues.
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May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013 at 9:28 AM UTC
Rush
Drive to the edge,this rush to feel free, rambling off my skin and bones, electrifying the nerve endings. dizzying highs of the illuminating happiness wind rushing though my pale hair,pleats of my ruby dress fluttering in the breeze my fingertips reaching the starry sky, like all these vast,embellished dreams- are finally going to come true freeing me from the disappointing hues.
i wrote this months ago,maybe in November,or December. its different from what i write these days.anyway,tell me what you think about this:)
ivie
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May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013 at 9:28 AM UTC
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