She runs though the sky, tired but determined.
As though free of the world she forgets the suffering and pain she has [s]e[/s]inflicted upon her [s]own[/s] town and family.
The love she lost no longer haunts her . [s]i[/s]Its almost as though a cloak of assurance is protecting her from her own agony.
She stops to breathe and thunder claps in the distance.
She laugh[s]e[/s]s as rain discharges from the sky.
Now drenched, [s]realtiy[/s] reality returns. [s]and h[/s] Her serenity disappears as she remembers what[s]s is[/s] will [s]to[/s] become of her if she [s]dose[/s]does not complete her task.
armonia wrote:She runs though the sky, tired but determined. As though free of the world she forgets the suffering and pain she has enflicted upon her own town and family. The love she lost no longer haunts her its almost as though a cloak of assurance is protecting her from her own agony. She stops to breathe and thunder claps in the distance. She laughes as rain discharges from the sky. Now drenched, realtiy returns and her serenity disappears as she remembers whats is to become of her if she dose not complete her task.
She runs though the sky, tired but determined
She runs though the sky, tired but determined. As though free of the world she forgets the suffering and pain she has enflicted upon her own town and family.
The love she lost no longer haunts her its almost as though a cloak of assurance is protecting her from her own agony.
The love she lost no longer haunts her; it's (apostrophe inserted in 'it's' - not possessive)almost as though a cloak of assurance is protecting her from her own agony.
She stops to breathe and thunder claps in the distance. She laughes as rain discharges from the sky.
Now drenched, realtiy returns and her serenity disappears as she remembers whats is to become of her if she dose not complete her task
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