She lies there, barefoot as her toes cuddle the cold, soggy, wet midnight grass. She looks up at the moon and the stars praying for an escape, a better life. She wonders if there's a better place beyond this dreadful Earth. She ponders upon this feeling, this thought, this want, this need... As she solemnly dreams of Heaven. She lies there with nothing but regret from the mistakes she has made in the past. Yet she lies there dreaming of a better day.
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RandomThese are my writings. My writings that are very close to my heart and mean a lot to me. Some aren't things I've written but things I felt rather fit per say. Anyways please vote and thank you for the read 😊
