A/N: Apologies for the sucky title, I was going to go with 'Not Just Yet' but it just seemed a little wrong? I'm also sorry if this turns into me ranting - I'm doing my best to suppress that :D
to wonder is not to dream
and the clock's ticking isn't what it seems.
because while things may look like heaven,
inside there's a Hell inside of every person.
and though it takes a lot to be happy,
all she really needed was a little.
after all, he'd stayed nearly all her life,
and never had he looked unhappy.
surely, that meant something?
for those promises and hugs and affection
he had shown - it couldn't be a lie, not just yet.
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Thanks to Silverlyst and ker-bear for voting and commenting - I promise these will get somewhat better! I don't know if this is counted as being boastful (if so, I sincerely apologize), but I really like one or two of them! (The rest are disgusting) Anyway, thank you so much for reading, and I hope you have a fantastic day/night! :D
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Facing Reality
Poetry[ONGOING] The full description is inside, but this is a poetry book about a girl coping with life in general. Pretty depressing, I suppose, but I hope you like it :)