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I looked out across the arena, patting my horse as her beautiful mane ruffled in the breeze. I smiled at her before hopping onto her back. I trotted in to the applause of my family. I placed first after a beautiful performance to the hugs and congratulations of my impressed friends and family, a few bouquets in hand. I left with a smile on my face, deciding that I'd keep riding Nolly, my beautiful baby.
Balloons are really beautiful. They can fly over the sky and away from where I am. In a prison being beaten. I wish I could fly over his life and away to my love.
The accordion is strange. It is very happy for this time. We all starve yet it plzys on. We are beaten and killed yet they keep the illusion alive. This is my life. This is the new world.
I need some champagne. I wish I could afford it. My life has gone after the boy left me. I lovedd him. I moved in with him. He left me with no cash and no home. I was conned
I suppose I could just leave. Would that only bring on more suffering? Would he follow me? Would I ever get my life back? Could I find my one true lost love? Could it all be okay again? I am sadly certain no.