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Apr 2015
I wish I could be something she could miss,
but she’s caught up in a game
called reality while her mouth whispers a kiss
to all curious to know her name.

She will wander in the trees for days,
trying to find another world without her mind
being locked and tortured inside, she says.
She just wants the moments, the life in time.

Underestimating this girl who believes in
seeing the angel in humans at first glance
is a mistake, because her judgement is a win
during a battle of a devils dance.

She is a shade so blue she could make the ocean sink,
maybe that’s why she presses glass bottle to her lips and drinks.
Written by
cassidy  Illinois
(Illinois)   
140
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