Tahlia Hilton, 10 december 2011
There is a place which I have created
It is fictional, it is mine
Called Sunshine Estate
In this place, everyone is happy
People who hurt people do not exist
So no one is hurt
In this place, everyone is simple
People who create drama do not exist
So there is never any
In this place, everyone is normal
People do not judge
So prejudice does not exist
In this place, the sun always shines
Even when it rains
So there is still a rainbow
In Sunshine Estate
Everything and everyone is perfect
and Everyone is happy
pity its just a place of my imagination
Tahlia Hilton, 10 december 2011
Searching for beauty in the depth of reflection
The glistening silver, tracing all quaint movements
Seeing only imperfections in the pristine sculpture
The girl wearing vanity; imprisoned in the mirror.
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