two paper areoplanes flying, flying.
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I couldn't snap back to reality. I was caught up in her clutches, holding on to this dream she had created for me.
"I'm tired now"
"So am I" I said.
we looked up at the star's together. the thought playing in my mind.
'like you'll stand a chance'
she managed to drown out my demons, with her being. her smile, her laugh- her. Or so I thought. I reality she was enhancing them, tantalizing, teasing them. Telling them what to do.
I could never admit up until this point that it was she that made me worse. I always blamed myself.
For how could a daydream, turn out to be a nightmare?
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FanfictionAre We Out Of The Woods Yet? Are We Out Of The Woods Yet? Are We Out Of The Woods Yet? Are We Out Of The Woods Yet? "why do you always say that?" she asked, making her daisy chain. "because when I lost her, I didn't find myself."
