Spikes,
Every move you make, every word you say, brings pain. A misstep here, a wrong word there, causes those around you shed quiet tears.
Your mishaps cause mistrust. You go about life making a fuss.
The suffering of others that you caused leads to no one even pretending to care.
You live a life unloved.
You walk a life in shadows,
living in the dark. Living life with out even a spark, of light.
An unleashed monster hunting and delighting in the despair. Most the lives you injure cause damage beyond repair.
Indeed you must be covered in spikes. No other reason exists for you to get so many dislikes.
Sincerely,
The Centre
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Unsent Letters
CasualeThis is a compilation of letters to my emotions, based off of my experiences and things that I would never say to people's faces. Most of these works we're inspired by how I felt at the time when I wrote them. Btw, all pictures belong to their owne...
