she wants it.
she wants to lock herself up inside a room.
and watch the colorful lights hitting every corner of the room..and her face.
she wants to listen to either fast beat music or a melancholy ones.
she wants to either jump around or just quietly sit next to someone.
she wants to either think of nothing or talk about everything.
she wants to cry while hiding her face behind the heavy smokes.
she will be lost again in the darkest night and start projecting the brightest dream.
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