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Two kids, one dream a sign in an empty street imagine sunlight, two girls laughing a camera on a stand two kids, embraced digging through boxes like old memories wrapped in a cloth of nostalgia imagine twilight, two girls talking all the tenses at once a figure in a bed two kids, waking up alone a confused smile dark and ashamed, a wish taken for granted imagine emotion, a frantic outburst two kids, coldly distant yet never so close a strangled reply filled with hurried thoughts imagine morning two girls far apart a position shared two kids, on a kitchen floor knees brought up to their chests one takes hold of a knife the noticeable difference imagine desperation, two girls crying a single tear, a single drop of blood the start of a long battle two kids, completely unalike yet perfectly similar imagine happiness, a diploma in hand not a single thought spared to a desperate struggle to regain what was lost two kids, not kid anymore a new beginning, a haunted past trapped inside a keyhole imagine silence, nothing will ever be the same a first love, not quite right two kids, forever changed a memory that holds no purpose
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Sep 11, 2013
Sep 11, 2013 at 5:47 AM UTC
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Two kids, one dream a sign in an empty street imagine sunlight, two girls laughing a camera on a stand two kids, embraced digging through boxes like old memories wrapped in a cloth of nostalgia imagine twilight, two girls talking all the tenses at once a figure in a bed two kids, waking up alone a confused smile dark and ashamed, a wish taken for granted imagine emotion, a frantic outburst two kids, coldly distant yet never so close a strangled reply filled with hurried thoughts imagine morning two girls far apart a position shared two kids, on a kitchen floor knees brought up to their chests one takes hold of a knife the noticeable difference imagine desperation, two girls crying a single tear, a single drop of blood the start of a long battle two kids, completely unalike yet perfectly similar imagine happiness, a diploma in hand not a single thought spared to a desperate struggle to regain what was lost two kids, not kid anymore a new beginning, a haunted past trapped inside a keyhole imagine silence, nothing will ever be the same a first love, not quite right two kids, forever changed a memory that holds no purpose
I'm not sad anymore.
kayleigh-robyn
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kayleigh-robyn
Canadian
Sep 11, 2013
Sep 11, 2013 at 5:47 AM UTC
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