A lively person she was.
With acceptable talents, so many Hobbes, and creative mind.
She liked to share what she loves with the world.
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But the world turned it's back on her.
Now she hates what once she loved with passion.
Or she just doesn't feel the same flames as before.
She kept on trying and trying but no use.
As they say all good things will come to an end, and one day the flames would lose there spark and die turning to ash.
Some said maybe she should find a new spark or spark a new one.
But it's impossible to revive dreamers again become Phoenixes are just a myth.
Phoenixes are a mythical creatures that age consume it so it burn itself and rise again from the ashes born anew.
but us humans, we just burn.
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don't crush peoples dreams and hopes, then ask them to chase another.
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I Was Here Once
RandomThis is just some random stuff like a rant of depression and emotions that I would like to see if there are people out there feeling the same way. Most of what is going to be written here will be a true story. I shall not reveal the identity of the...
