whispers
Gabriella R
23 May, 2016 05:09 PMwhispers of leaves, blowing in the air, wondering do i stop, to listen and stare keeping letting my rain hit my face from the sky, thinking the demons around me are killing me, and doing a great job at being sly, keep on walking im almost there nothing can stop me, not even a glare, the hope in my eyes is now buried in the ground, and my happiness is now nowhere to be found keep on thinking im this sweet little girl, but inside im dying and im waiting for someone to accept me into this world
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