One word.
DEATH.
Damn.
Every.
Angel.
To.
Hell.
.
.
.
.
.
One word.
DEATH.
That word.
Is my favorite.
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A Prose With No Direction
SpiritualA prose with no direction. A mind with no guidance. A human without a purpose. That is the kind of story I hate to be. That is the kind of story I, unfortunately, am.
