Fri, 01/02/2015 - 18:20 -- Saam_l


Surrounded by a crowd of millions.

A lonely sould with a sack on her back.


Chitter chatter amongst the many,

thoughts that will never be heard.


Longing for a rememberance of what it used to be,

acceptance it is no longer me.


Bests to be a memories that will soon fade,

a old view to be washed away.


Future with an opportunity of a lifetime,

for nothing lasts forever it time for change.


A girl searching for a start in a new place.


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