She tore through all the pages, skipped over every line,
Searching for the names in the chapters of her time.
She flew past life's lessons, & all her learned mistakes,
To find her happy ending, & escape all the heartaches.
She quickened through each paper leaf,
Missing every spring,
Eluding every friendship,
Avoiding every sting.
Slowly the words grew fuzzy, & began to fade away
You can't just have the roses, you need the whole bouquet.
You cannot have the joyful without shedding a single tear,
And you can't skip through the book of Life without living all your fears.
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