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The Ball of Light

by Emilybeaster

A little pink, a lot of blue, Another line, another hue. A canvas made of sky and light, Appearing from the darkest night. Dependable and strong and free, Creating a glow, wondrously. At break of dawn it always comes, The ball of light, the shining sun.
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Ace.Boon.Koon.
Why do you stare?! Its not like you really care. Youu say love is true but does that really apply to you? I dont understand the fact that everything you say and do is an act. Wether its a smile or talk to me for a while. There's no need to waste your time because I'm not wasting anymore of mine. Even though there was never a "we." Just seperate...There's "you" There's "me" Disgusted is how I feel because the thought of us is just surreal. So just get over the past because we never would've last. No time for tomorrow because your love is considered borrowed. .

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