A Girl and her Fool
A girl I encounter nonchalantly with a personality of an incessant sea, lack of any real boundaries. A girl that change me obliviously. She approach from a sea of emotions reaching out to what's in motion. I was the unfortunate fool who became a mitigating tool. The girl and her fool became friends they broke all norms and trends. Frozen yogurt on a cold night, they were not of the usual sight. With memories of laughter they shared of each other they earnestly cared. For the fool no longer unfortunate but grateful for such Friend. (every line on this page is dedicated to the memories we made) the fool will never trade her for anything.
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