The messed up children

by butterflyqueen   May 24, 2013


They laugh at death and suicide. The world has shown them nothing but pain and sorrow. People don't see past the smiles and laughs to see the pain that resides deep in their eyes. They have secrets they share only with each other, the laughs are secret language known only to between the two. As the horror and laughter float around them they stay in the world they created together.

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  • 11 years ago

    by BlueJay

    Well dont you make us look beautiful. So true. Great description. Ill see you soon and maybe we'll find a new place to hide one with just a little color

    • 11 years ago

      by butterflyqueen

      That's the point sweetheart. We are beautiful in our little quirky ways.

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