

"Mystics of the Magic Realm"Mystics of the Magic Realm Idril Amaurea sighed deeply and sat on the couch in her living room watching some blabber on MTV drinking in freedom. For once in her long life her parents decided to take a night out. A large crack resounded from outside and there was a flash of lightning. Rain poured down, but Idril continued to stare blankly at the television screen. At once all the rain stopped and the power died. She lit a candle and walked around her house idly trying to find something to do. Once her eyes had grown accustomed to the darkness, she grew bored and decided that since the moon was finally out she woul"Mystics of the Magic Realm"
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im sorry mommydear mommy, im sorry, i know i was never your prima ballerina im not your little robot, your windup doll not any more And its never good enough is it? its never good enough that im me i can try and try to make you happy but in the end im just one big disappointment so, im sorry i love you has become an empty phrase when you speak bitter words escape your lips you push me aside, and shun me you look to your little mommys girl but its not important anymore im sitting in my corner crying myself to sleep tonight mommy im sitting here clutching myim sorry mommy
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