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Post by WEREWOLVESEXIST? on Jul 3, 2009 17:24:39 GMT -5
j u s t A t o u c h OF m a d n e s s
i grew up frailer than most would know with brittle hair and skin like snow i'd lay, emprisioned, as a dove who'd never felt an once of love within my cage i'd often dream of seeing sun and starlight's gleam but then, one night, my bars did burn and, running, took a hasty turn away from what i'd always known and towards a world with promise shown although first timid as a mouse i quickly loved the old doll house with winding stair and windowpane and labyrinth twisting like a game of hide-and-seek for earth and sky while light beat down so bright and high but after years of solitude i found one thing that did intrude upon my blissful liveliness and that was morbid lonliness would no one come around to play within this world i'd hidden away? and so i found not merely toys but real and darling girls and boys to share my life of childish glee and live for all eternity.
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