He gives up hope as he lets himself fall back into crowd. He sits waiting to be dragged along the crowd, but nothing happens. The soulless people walk past him. His chains pop off as if they were water falling from the faucet of a sink. He stares at his hands in amazment, then a hand reaches down and touches his chin pulls it ever so slightly upwards. As his eyes drift upwards he finds to what seems like an angel, but he knows better right?
YOU ARE READING
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RandomThis is just a book about my feelings and some of my thoughts wrapped up in a little story I put together so here yah go
