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It was time to say goodbye. She had spent three incredible weeks with her boyfriend at his house by the ocean. The house was a gift to him from his grandmother. He had always been her favorite, even though everyone says that parents shouldn't play favoritism. The house was gorgeous. It had a front porch that was weathered wood from the constant strain it faced from the sun. On the porch was rocking chairs that she spent most of her days in reading. When you walked into the house it was a small two bedroom house with a kitchen that you could only cook in and a living room. It was small but comfortable. A place that she felt like she could rai

It was time to say goodbye. She had spent three incredible weeks with her boyfriend at his house by the ocean. The house was a gift to him from his grandmother. He had always been her favorite, even though everyone says that parents shouldn't play favoritism. The house was gorgeous. It had a front porch that was weathered wood from the constant strain it faced from the sun. On the porch was rocking chairs that she spent most of her days in reading. When you walked into the house it was a small two bedroom house with a kitchen that you could only cook in and a living room. It was small but comfortable. A place that she felt like she could rai

I remember when I first met you- You were one of those who knew what to do, The few who strictly knew freedom- Those ones who would lead a marching kingdom, But would dare to sing to them, Because it's not the fear of knowing yourself, It's to become one of them, To be shunned like most of them, Following the people of society, This mockery of humans refusing sobriety, You wanted to avoid it, to become something pure, To be something different, something more than a lure You wanted an angel, to snatch one and keep it, An angel to hold tight, it would be your little secret, But I knew of my own fantasy plan, to have you and k