Jessica
Her shoes say to her “Penguin loves you”, but why does she smile when all she wants is to cry. The safety of the silver circle around her neck doesn’t keep her demons away. Alone she thrives, but away from those dear- she dies. Rarely crying is she, only to be in a world no one can see. Listens to the words of others is her purpose, writing rather than speaking is her speech. Jessica is my name, writing the day away is my only heaven. Young girls as I of intelligent nature are more depressed because we know the world. We are to live- but not by choice, but are here to plunder death. My life I wish would end, since only a penguin can understand. Love is out of my reach, and hard to find it will always be.
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O.o You're actually going to read this??? o.O
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