The pain in my hand.

The pain in my hand.

A Story by Ivana~

I died today. Did you know that when you die, all the agony goes away for a moment. I needed that...The broken pieces of my life stood silent on the floor. I starred at them all, dagger at the ready, tears in eyes, and a smile on my face. I had promised him I would smile, for him. Even through the pain...and yet here I am smiling away...because I love you... Hey...I know you are reading this, and I want to die, I want to be yours, but don't worry, I won't kill myself. 

                                                             Not yet  


If we loved each other....Why couldn't we just do that? Why can't we just love each other... Does the world not want us happy?...

© 2014 Ivana~


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Ivana~
Ivana~

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~Welcome to my account. ~The flower who married my brother the traitor. The Princess of Fantasy. Simply Seventeen. ~~~~~~~~~~~Enjoy~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Enter the world of Dreams. more..

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Goodbye. Goodbye.

A Poem by Ivana~