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Again, I try to get my mind off by watching random
movies at the theater. But it doesn't work. Even at the theaters I still don't feel anything.
So I'm back at the park again, crying my eyes out for an unknown reason. What's wrong with me?
I've put myself on a long vacation, watched a dozen films but no image on the screen can help this unknown wound heal.
Guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all.
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moonchild || k.t.h.
Fanfiction"What will it be this time?" I asked the moon with a sigh and sat down with my feet dangling off the cliff. As usual, I got no response. I wasn't sure if the moon was holding back it's tongue on purpose to torment me, or if it was just as confused a...
