She tried not to think bout what happened..the pain was too overwhelming..She dint care that she was lost..She had all she needed-her Ibanez...and that was all.
Shed left home..She was sick of defiance..She tried all she could to tell him but he simply wouldnt listen. and so,she decided to make it clear.She had failed to reason so she learnt to accept.
Left a note.Packed what she needed,coupla bucks ta get her thru the nyt...
All her life,she always had the second best...alwayz compromised..but now she knew that shed have all or nothing and anything in between was an illusion.She looked up to see the sunset ...it was the first time that shed learnt to appreciate the different melange of colours in the sky-purple blending into orange...nirvana.
She sat in the meadow..under the setting sun..with the breeze in her hair...feeling her fingers brush the nylon beauty.
She closed her eyes.She was home.
Sans regret.Sans grief.Sans sorrow.
"Harder the life,sweeter the song..."
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