Realness

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By honesty_kills

i saw a girl in the window her eyes full of wonder she is nothing more than a porcelain doll; beautiful and fragile she is a sight to see and no one can deny. she is the perfect mold of a girl with hopes real high her voice is filled with joy and her laughter is a pleasant sound along with all her other traits her personality is addictive. everyone wants to be like her or be seen with her it seems short black hair bright blue eyes how could anyone say no? as i watch her fro my seat across the room i can smile because i know she is 100% real and 0% fake. **for sarah s.**

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