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Time is running outAnd, to her, it feels as if time is running out.Time is running out
Why do these things keep happening? Why does she do this?
What is the reason behind the not-so-subtle touches?
Does she want to know?
Will it disappoint her? Will it be the same reason?
All these questions run through her head
over and over...
She's grateful to these songs running through Distracting from the sting of words said in jest.
She sighs and looks away, hiding the hopeful look in her eyes as best as she can. Hoping the other won't notice how bad she wants this t
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resemblingShe sighed as she looked at the phone in her hand.resembling
Everything settled or seeming settled just like that...
She shakes her head and looks around. There has to be something she can do. She wants ... What... She's not quite sure.
She wants to not worry to not think like this to not always want...
What does she want
?
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Ich weiss nicht...Ich weiss das es soll egal sein...Ich weiss nicht...
She sits there waiting. Not sure why. Just sitting...
When will something happen? When will someone see? When will she notice? When will she realize
that waiting doesn't get you anything.
Words have no meaning.
The sky is black, the grass is blue.
Words have no meaning.
by ~pyro-fire-love
Simple...A girl, sitting on a wall.Simple...
A boy, leaning against the wall next to her.
They’re watching a group of kids about their age.
She leans over, says
“It’s hard sometimes, to remember what you’re living for.”
He turns to look at her, eyebrows drawn together.
“But this is it.”
She says, with a little smile.
“This is all there is…”
She jumps off the wall and walks into the group of friends, smiling and talking.
The boy stands there, arms crossed, watching her.
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she needn't steal your heart
when you gave it to her
the cops and robbers of your childhood
neglected to teach you
such simplicity
...when the mumbled reassurances of 'i'm fine' fall flat...
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas d’accord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu’? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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she needn't steal your heart
when you gave it to her
the cops and robbers of your childhood
neglected to teach you
such simplicity
...when the mumbled reassurances of 'i'm fine' fall flat...
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she needn't steal your heart
when you gave it to her
the cops and robbers of your childhood
neglected to teach you
such simplicity
...when the mumbled reassurances of 'i'm fine' fall flat...
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(Gisèle Freund)
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she needn't steal your heart
when you gave it to her
the cops and robbers of your childhood
neglected to teach you
such simplicity
...when the mumbled reassurances of 'i'm fine' fall flat...
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