she is just another face in the crowd--one in a million. she is a prisoner, locked in a cage fashioned by expectations, promises and lies.
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she exists because; there is nothing and everything for her to live for, dreams for her to reach out and brush with her fingertips and little rainbows to paint in the sky with dulled eyes.
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Because this is her world, and there is the rest of reality--and in her tearful eyes, there is a story, ready to be written.