FROM THE PAGES THAT TORN OUT BY; #1 CODEPENDENCE It's always be an empty paper, isn't it? Like an author fooled by her stories It must be codependence and special, But it feels like, s he woke up sweaten and look up to the leak roof While heavy rain drenched her garden #2 SHINING ARMOR Same dresses and perfumes on She keeps bleeding on to lived the pages grow She might be scares to torn apart anyhow These pages was brag in a cold resintment The tint, the stories, the memories, still fooled on by "This pages was shining armor", she said #3 NEW MOON She ended up and forget the pages "It is strange to think, I haven't see it for months" , she sighed "Look at my eyes! Look at my face! I am happy to see the new moon!", she said twice Wildly and constantly Her books dropped and all the paper scattered out "New moon! Sunsets! Sunrises!" She smitten to dance
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