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every girl dreams
of that day where they walk down the aisle
with the man or woman of her dreams
colorful dresses
beautiful lighting
white picketed fence
a nice house
even in the grayest city
full of mental illnesses
sometimes when i close my eyes
i can see myself
as the girl i dreamed to be
like most girls
howeverÂ
sometimes the clouds just never
ever
go away
and many get lost in hopelessness
i refuse to let my dream die.
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poppyp
omg omg this is so pretty!! I relate so much :OO
poetry is so beautiful cus the more you read it, the more meaning it has.
omg ty!! :O
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