reminicing
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A thousand paper cuts cover my fingers,From flipping through the pages of this book.Of our book.The book we wrote together,Page by page,Day by day.
I realized I wasn’t a kid anymore
When my heart sped up
From the mistakes that I had made.
A moment in my life,
Where I realized
There was a price to be paid.
A price for every action
It was her,
Her,
Whom I've known
All my life;
The one
Who:
Inspired me,
Changed me;
Hearing her
Story,
Escaping from the
8/19/12, age 18
At five years old, my hometown seemed like Wonderland,
Countertops that towered over me, the aroma of baked goods
Infiltrating the crowded sidewalks, coercing me to want a taste.
