Between the good thoughts we ponder and the numbness we feel.. we lie handcuffed. Between the truth we want to let free and the lies we hand out.. we lie handcuffed. Between the control we wish to have over the
Tag: reality
My bond to reality…
*The 5th post in the 5 days writing challenge* The child in me used to believe she is a real princess. All she had was… Her golden curls which weren’t actually gold, but just a bit lighter than her relatives black and dark brown hair. Her big colorful dresses like the
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