~eighteen~

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My child,

My imaginary child.

The child I wish I was,

She is beautiful.

She is kind,

She is loving.

She has friends,

She is a gift.

She isn't a burden,

She isn't a freak.

She isn't ignored,

She is noticed.

She is who I am not,

Yet who I want to be.


-D.K. (Ashley Wood) via: Words From the Books I Will Never Write

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