Casualty Of Society
She was different. New.
A year later she disappeared.
All that was left was the mould that resembled who she was.
The exception she represented, now conformed
to a prison that boasts no bonds. So unaware, so lost
in who she swore not to become.
posted by Say Cheese @ 1:05 AM
3 Comments:
it has been too long brother
Yeh!
How be?
gavin gets shut down vol 4:
the sms to her reads-'ur scent still lingers,my thoughts r on fire,in ur hair-to run my fingers,to hold you close n fulfill my desire-to sit in the moonlight n taste the night air,to make u feel right,n show u how i care,just to feel ur heart beat,if i may,over the starry water at brays bay..'
the reply from her reads-'no i have exams next week'
moral of the story:only ask the question to which u already know the answer.
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