“Through another's perceptive, life is great.
But that's just the perception of perfection.”
Adam
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Your emotions became a glass instead of the metal block it was mere seconds before.
Lit a flame in your dark orbs, there lay anger against my attempt to heal your pain and destroy the one subject, that blemish your grades each term.
But through those browns of yours, that is controlling my body to do good, I'm trying to learn what silence you. What keeps you in your thoughts.
Not only was your feathers ruffled by Miss instructions but so was everyone else in this stereotypical world.
Because I'm a cute nerd and you're a rarely spoken nobody. We're like oil and water, can't mix.
But I don't care.
YOU ARE READING
Life In Fragments || Completed✔
Short Story{Highest: #290 in Short Story} {Second place winner of The Wing Awards 2017} -in which a boy tries to save a broken girl. My clothes, mere threads of what it once was, but there I stood, unmoved and unfazed by his unwanted advances. Then these ocean...
