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teenage girl whos still practicing her writing skills, nevertheless i still write how i feel

she stood still

sometimes i wonder how we got to this point a point where you wonder whats the best a point where you want to restart and forget because i thought we're doing our best giving all the love we have left but look at us now, one has left and doesnt have any regrets and the other one stood still, full of questions. shes waiting, waiting and reassuring him that she believes. believes in everything he say, may it be true or not shes a flower waiting to be watered a toy willing to be played a person praying to be picked she stood still. giving him everything she have in this world but there he was, running away running away from everything he promised but she stood still. believing all the words that came from the person she once had.

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