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hello sun,

you're ugly.
you're fat.
you're worthless.
you deserve to die.

sincerely,
the moon.
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i quickly run to the toilet and cry so
hard.

how could he come back, but
he attacks with the darkness he has.

but at least, you came back.

i don't know, moon.

i'm losing my shine.

a/n :

cliche isn't it?

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