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The beach. Is like our universe. The sand dunes. Are like our different countries. The water. Is like our sun. The waves. Are like thunder and lightning. The shells.
A raindrop is greeted by and sigh or a yay. Either way. It can be sighed when we put out the post. And neglected like a ghost. It can be enjoyed by a yay when we gaze out the car.
As I lied to the pale and fragile face of whom I once trusted and felt like I could never let him go. I felt his grip loosening on my hands. His fingers stroked my hand and then abruptly vanished.
Why do I bother to dress up nice, when I know I will only get fashion advise. Why do I bother to style my hair, it looks so lifeless, black and bare.
My life is bright, My life is colourful, There are bright lights ahead of me. What do they mean. Green- luck and fortune Orange- faith and trust Red- love and devotion Whatever colour ...
Bitterly blocking the barbarous anger that suffused my body: feeble, flaccid and trembling adamantly I bolted towards the tumultuous, ear-splitting noise the sea.