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I don't know who she is or what she likes doing. I don't know how hard her life is, or what pain she's been through. I don't know her name and i don't know her face, all I know is i would give anything to be the lucky girl who gets to spend the rest of their life with you.

Here comes my heart, my soul, my everything. Dressed in my favourite green shirt he walked slowly towards me. I was use to it, it was routine but still I couldn’t fade the smile spread so rapidly on my face. “Hey” I said casually wrapping my arms tightly around his waist. He gave me a smile, but it was different, fake, I knew right away something was up. “What’s wrong?” I asked concerned “You know me all too well” he replied anxiously “Has something happened?” “No” “Did you forget something?”...

Love takes all patients, no matter how bad their case is.

When the war is finally over, when the struggle is finally through i dont think it will make me happier but atleast i'll be able to breath again.

Writing with dyslexia Dancing with no feet Singing out of breath Acting with no self esteem From one hopeless case to the next You still leave me out of breath I guess you just can’t fight it; Dreaming without the key No matter how hard people try Sometimes the only way out is to fail Bail while you can If you can handle taking the wood from the nail My mind says give up; my heart says exactly the same Somehow no matter how hard I fight I just can’t take the pain I guess that just what it’s l...