Letting go.


No one could tell that she was trying to yell as she fell into her own personal hell,that sweet meek Southern belle.she just couldn't understand why things wouldn't go the way she had planned.so now together forever in dreamland always flying hand in hand.She just couldn't see how this came to be sitting all alone under a willow tree crying ever so softly because was so in love unconditionally and irrevocably.

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