The hate of others takes the form of a fire
burning me from within
spreading, and taking over,
leaving nothing left to call living.
The others where right though
I don't need saving anymore.

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Forever Never Endeavor
Short StoryOnce upon a time, A girl dreamed that the world would be more forgiving than it really was. Once upon a time, A girl hoped to find kindness in people's hearts even in the most wicked. Once upon a time, A girl would weep for the people who have...