Sometimes she lets herself to think that she is worth more than she ever thought. Live in a secluded portion of her life where her dream and reality collides. Only to be awaken to the utter veracity, that she is actually an exception of all. Drown by her own demon; blurred into her ruined fraction.
You gave me a ring of promises and I remember you wearing your bright yellow t-shirt I laughed, I joked about it, you laughed But when I wake up I breathe into nothing other than the feeling of your ring on my finger and the reality that you are already long gone
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