Imaginary Friends
Running around with my best friend, my only friend.
She looks like an angel but prettier and bigger wings, her pale blue eyes and her extremely fair skin.
Every time I got scared she'd take my hand and we'd face our fears together.
Sadly I'm the only one who can see this beautiful angel.
Copyright © Lacey Owen | Year Posted 2016
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