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Aug 2014
These flawless fantasies-
Fleeing cruel reality
And the bitter taste
Of living.
Where I can fly to
Warmth,
Safety,
And welcoming arms.
Away from the terrors
Of unforeseen attacks
These fatal wounds to an
Already breaking heart.
Let me fly
Please.
If not to the truth,
Then at least to a place
Where I believe
I am loved.
Holly Nicole
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Holly Nicole
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