Awake

Just another night,she´s awake and just can´t sleep.She´s waiting for her knight to come.Infact she´s wandering what he thinks.There where songs and poems about it.That thing that keeps knocking off her feet.I´ve heard the tears she´s been sad about it.She keeps them in the closet while she sleeps.
Another morning and it´s 1pm again,she has an apple,makes some tea.Unlike other days,she had a bath,washed her hair,dressed her best and left to town.She sees some faces she recognises but she can´t say hi,it will be to shamefull to her.There´s a wish to fleed the city,and go where no one knows her,so new people she can meet.
If there is a god,he heard a prayer.If she beleaves in god,he will be there.
-x-

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Anonymous said…
So krazy
Oh..

Doesnt matter

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