She dreams of escaping. Of vanishing to a faraway land. Where fairies and gnomes rule the earth, where flying isnt merely a fantasy. For where the forgotten find solace, and where its home for the lost. The haven where tears are merely a prelude to rain, the hideaway abode.

aft reading ur words..
i dunnoe wad to say..
not sure wether to call u a wimp..
or to call u smart..
mayb frenship realli is a hinderence..
but for tis frenship..
i will peservere..
cuz i tink its worth it..
i wont let a frenship fade away..
i wont let a fren drift away..
im doin tis cuz u mean sumthing to me..
but if tt is realli wad u tink..
n u dun mind it fading..
then nth i do will help..
nth i say will work..
if self denial is wad u want..
i hav no say..
mayb frens r juz like toilet paper..
use n throw..
but i cant do it..
cuz u r a piece of mai lyfe..
it's like a puzzle piece..
incomplete without ya..
mayb sumdae u shld look back..
n rmb the times..
it's realli so tiring..
but i'll get through it..
cuz i noe u r worth
me making the sacrifice..
im not like ya...
living in a fantasy is juz escaping..
sumday..the truth will catch up wif u..
u cant juz kip on running n running..
i treasure u cuz u r mai fren..
i wan u back cuz i need u back..
lyfe is incomplete without u there for me..
**
frenz are angels to me..
n so are u..(queen angel) :p

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