Those Girls

Girls with hearts laid on pavements, drawing their dreams in colored chalk. Singing of imaginary lovers and non-existant romances. Skipping skipping prancing, tears in their eyes. Playing on swings reaching for the stars up high.

Never quite close to touching anything but air.

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2 Responses to Those Girls

  1. Haris Noor says:

    Sometimes, I feel like one of those girls. Knew quite a few like those girls too.

    If swings are swayed too hard while reaching for the stars, one might fly tumbling down and scrap her knees.

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