hope

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i lay there shaking on the floor, my body spasming as beads of sweat drip from my forehead. i can hear the pitter patter of the rain as each rain drop clashes against the window sill. my eyes begin to be shut and allow darkness to consume me; but then there was him. shinning like the brightest star in the dead of night. and for once, i saw the light.

~ him

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