Saharah Rane

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We're home!
We're home!
Drop your bags on the floor.
Jump on the couch.
...

Lets paint.
Take out a canvas.
And splash paint everywhere.
Dip our fingers and hands in the bucket.
...

Lets go home.
Lets fly away.
Lets make breakfast.
Breakfast to stay.
...

It feels like a gentle breeze is blowing on your face.
It feels as if your drifting away.
Slowly.
Slowly.
...

Sullenly walking.
The gray sky weather.
That as nice as it feels.
Lets the loneliness in lonely quiver.
...

6.

There's this boy.
That I see.
That works in a salon.
Named Candy & Jimmy.
...

Lets walk.
Hand in hand.
And talk.
Need there nothing else.
...

Beautifully clothed.
A beauty she is.
In velvet, in silk.
She is wanted by all.
...

9.

Lets paint our nails.
Lets trash our closets.
Lets play dress-up in the most unfashionable way.
Lets blast some music we don't even like.
...

10.

Mommy never taught me how to feel.
Sad.
Happy.
Amazing.
...

Lets take a breath.
Lets sit down and talk.
Lets look around.
Lets get up and take a walk.
...

12.

You know, I never understood.
When someone said life is like glass.
I never actually knew how fragile it is.
Until I really got it.
...

Lilies.
Roses.
Daisies.
Sunflowers.
...

Do you ever feel as..
Your reading a book,
Writing a story,
Watching a show,
...

Saharah Rane Biography

I'm only 13 years old. I currently live in New York City, many people would say I live a lucky life. But, what's the point of having a lucky life if you don't enjoy the wonders of the world? I love to write, I adore any type of art, and I'll adore you only if I respect you. I can respect you if... well why don't YOU figure that out? And I absolutely positively love food and fashion. Oh, and please don't be materialistic, just because I love fashion doesn't mean I'm dumb okay? -Lots of Love!)

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Home At Last!

We're home!
We're home!
Drop your bags on the floor.
Jump on the couch.
Turn on the television.
I don't care what anybody else says.
But, WE'RE HOME!
Home from the fear.
Home from the dead.
Home from the fire.
Home from the cruelty.
The horrible things.
Its no more a dream.
Your home.
Your here.
With your wife.
With your kids.
With your family.
Your home.
Maybe not in the most beautiful and expensively built place.
But its perfect.
Because everyone is here.
Everyone you've missed.
For so long.
Your home.
Once again.
And this time your to stay.
In the warmth and love.
Of your families.
Hey thanks.
For fighting for us.
We appreciate it.
Now stay home and live your dream.
Love, love, love, and LOVE.
Because.
Everyone's home.

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