Glowing tears flowed upon her rosy cheeks. Her wavy black hair swayed along with the ominous wind. Overwhelming hate started to grow in her fragile heart. Her eyes turned cold. Yet she is caged with outrageous fear, completely tormented. She plainly laughed with pity to herself and said,
" Beauty itself is destructive, usually kills..."
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Hazed Runner
Mystery / ThrillerThis literary piece should not be distributed by any means without the authors permission.
