his lifeless corps lay still within the wooden walls of his coffin.
his blonde hair, once so shiny and full of life, sluggishly drooped upon his pale forehead.
his blue sparkling eyes never to be seen again.
harry's family and friends gathered around him as he was lowered into the ground.
tears were shed, but not as many as harry would wipe from his swollen eyes every night.
he was suffering, and nobody knew.
nobody cared.
or at least he thought.
he knew they would miss him, but that would soon fade, and harry lewis would cease to exist.
but he was wrong. his absence left an irreplaceable hole in each boys' heart.
a hole that slowly grew. and grew. until there was no heart left.
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broken | harry lewis
Fanfictionthe story of a boy. who felt himself slowly breaking until the end. the end that left six boys deeply saddened. the end that left six boys broken.
