Ok y'all this on i made tell me if it good You made me feel like I was flying,
Like no matter who said what you would be there to pull me back into the clouds,
Like I was something special,
You were the first person to ever make me feel this way,
Then when I realized it was all just an illusion,
The fun ended and I hit the concrete with a cold, hard, awakening,
You left me stranded to die alone,
You left me there to cry myself to sleep at night,
It hurt so much to hear you say I was just a toy,
Something you could play with,
Someone who you wanted to wallow in your misery with you,
You ruined me,
I am no longer the girl with the bright eyes or beautiful smile

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oct 16, 2018 - what is the setting of the short story "harrison bergeron"? the government makes people wear handicaps to enforce equality he is put on public display and forced to apologize for his actions george offered to wear hazel's handicaps so that she doesn't have to wear ask for details; follow; report.

now, of course, the quality and the seasonability of these winter dreams varied, but the stuff of them remained.   they persuaded dexter several years later to pass up a business course at the state university—his father, prospering now, would have paid his way—for the precarious advantage of attending an older and more famous university in the east, where he was bothered by his scanty funds. but do not get the impression, because his winter dreams happened to be concerned at first with musings on the rich, that there was anything merely snobbish in the boy. he wanted not association with glittering things and glittering people—he wanted the glittering things themselves. often he reached out for the best without knowing why he wanted it—and sometimes he ran up against the mysterious denials and prohibitions in which life indulges.

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