Lost Hope
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Last published Sat, Jun 28, 2014
"Maybe if I were happier.." She stared at the ceiling of her bedroom. Arms sprawled out on the soft bed.
"I could make him happy too.." She whispered, clutching the small book of thoughts and feelings put down onto paper.
"But why....does he insist on risking his image for me.." A sigh left her mouth as she threw the book on the ground and shut her eyes, escaping the reality and entering the world of dreams that helped her to stay alive.
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