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Sep 2013
The world is yours
I want for the sound of those words to ring in my eardrums.
Because in honesty,
When you are told this by someone of importance in your life,
They don't mean the true world, the one we all live in.
They mean their world.
They mean my world.
Our world, just ours.
Somewhere I can really be important in
Somewhere I can really matter
Somewhere I can feel safe
The world is yours*
To hate; to love
To live in
To be free
To feel a feeling that is so overwhelming charging with ecstasy
That your arms; your legs; your stomach;
every part of your body seems as if it has just been
shocked, revived, jolted.
Because the world is yours
Your world has finally become your own; you have become
so important in someone's life that...they gave it to you.
Maeve
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