I'm fine yes, I haven't been able to sleep and my demons still haunt me. Even in my sleep I can't catch a break from self hatred. I don't really pay attention to self care, but I don't want to tell anybody so yes I am fine. They don't notice my pain. They don't notice my tears. They don't notice my scars. They don't notice my sadness, but they will always notice my mistakes. They are eyes that reap or not have sleep. People have beautiful features or ones that look like creatures. But they all look the same in the eyes of the reaper. At first it is not to be seen; but, the storm is already is keen. It starts to rumble, but then parts into the thumble. Starts shaking the crystal blue sky. Then turns into a gray hue and the storm begins to pour. No one hears, the city filled with snores. Her soft rumble turns into a strong roar.
The End
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A/N hi my little lemons the story is a little different because my friend actually wrote it. She doesn't have a Wattpad account and can't have one so I asked if I could use her story. It's really amazing and I love it. Please be kind an I hope you like it too she has really good stories so credit to ･:*+Pastel_Idiot✨･:*+. Also art is by me if you want more I'll show:)
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Myths And Stars
FantasyHello my little lemons I'm new to this app and I like to write on my free time there are story's that tell of myths and magic the color that I believe still exists hope you enjoy<3
