modeled clay
Standing outside an empty lot, people and cars busily passing by, you get to imagine how life is. Is it great? swell? just okay? so-so? not so fantastic? down the dumps?And then you realize that a lot of the good things mean nothing as compared to the crappy feeling you have inside of you, eating away every happiness you have tirelessly stored in there.
If you can just, for one day, feel all the love you deserve to get, it maybe would turn things around. Make things a little lighter. A little more bearable.
Do you ask for a hug?
Do you ask for a kiss?
Do you ask for love?
No.
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