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Finally Broken

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The noises used to make me feel happy. Happiness is nostalgic to me, and now the noises sound like screams, bombs being set off right next to me. Cries of pain, sobbing. Then, silence. The silence hurts the most, and then I feel numb. I feel no pain...

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Edge

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by violetxxxflowers

by violetxxxflowers

                                    
                                              I'm on the edge. My breaking point. I'm fragile. Too fragile. Small. Hidden. Afraid. Afraid of getting everything, then letting go of everything. It's too hard. I'm about to let go. Fall down. My wings will soon break, never getting to fly. Not moving. I'm on the edge.