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She was the type of girl.

She was the type of girl.

She helped people because it was the only way she knew to be happy.  Built them up in a world where people got so battered down they could only grow sideways at times.  Preferred complement over critique because she felt every god damn thing that they did.  If she listened with her heart for someone she loved; she could hear a silent tear fall into their pillow from the other side of the world.  She was the type of girl that the world needed much more of.  She was the type of girl that would always be there to remind you of how to chase rainbows in the dark.

 

Ged Thompson

 

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Emer Ni Chorra

Mon 1st May 2017 17:21

Beautiful ?

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