Part 8

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36. With every second that passed by, with every thought that stabbed ,i lost myself a little more. When will i be the girl i was?

37.I wander the deserts of darkness with loneliness as my soul mate and despair as my guardian angel

38. I cried and pleaded for someone to rescue me but all i got in return was echoes of loneliness' laughter.

39. I shatter in an instant like breaking glass and building those infinite peices might take more time than forever

40. i'm a walking talking corpse



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