The polaroid camera

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A flash of light and the quick sound of a click from my camera brought the broken building, I had earlier tried to jump off of, to life in a photo

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A flash of light and the quick sound of a click from my camera brought the broken building, I had earlier tried to jump off of, to life in a photo. The photo started to come out and I took the photo and shaked it a bit before shoving it in my pocket.

There was a light shower today, with no sun; with no hope left.

I had started taking pictures of the places I had thought to kill myself. I started with the rooftop of my apartment complex, the library on the rich side of town, my bathroom and my kitchen. Now I'm here at the place of peace the place that means so much to me.

The broken building.

The broken boy.

The place that will always have a part of me.

Sighing again I step back and look away from the artificial lights and place the fake smile, the mask, I use to protect myself. Walking down the stairs I watch as the water pours down the hard cement walls of the building reminding me of my spilt dreams.

I can't handle this anymore.

My demons have taken over my entire being.

Walking up the stairs to my apartment I say my final hello's to my neighbour, Hoseok, a nice guy who is too bright for this dark world. 

He is always trying to make me smile. And some times he does.

He doesn't deserve to know.

I know I'm a coward, but in the end, 

Who will tell the story of your life?

This is the end,

Good bye.

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