she saw a very familiar face with whom she shared countless memories with whom she had no reservations with with whom she shares secrets nobody in e right mind would even utter. she saw yet another familiar face and amongst the crowd her inate nature silently cries out to her once more and familarity slowly diminishes into emptiness. she remained quiet and slowly she let herself slipped away from admist e crowd and entered into her own worryland thinking about things she dun even know thinking about things she now dun even wish to say not cos she don't want but cos she don't know. she wonders if all has been real and silently wish that she's just being her worry wart and that when she wakes up tomorrow she will still be greeted by that familiar pocket of sunshine.
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alice, e lamer
21 years
S'porean by birth, nus chemist by choice, Christian by grace
Loves God, family and friends
