The Silent Killer.

The Silent Killer.

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Never have I ever dealt with anything more difficult than my soul. The weak strings of my heart can only pain more as I force them to hold back the release of this agonising ache dwelling deep within me. Maybe, for once, I want to cry my soul out. Maybe, for once, I want to be comforted. Maybe, for once, I want to be foolish and frightened if that's what it takes to at least get an ounce off this weight lifted off me. Just for a small while, that's all, for a day, an hour, just for right now... As I made my wish, my walls, the walls that hold me up, the ones that make seem detached from everyone else just collapse. Moment by moment they fall along with the salty tears that cascade down to my mouth and chin, they fall only because of this man holding my exhausted being within his arms. I'm so weak. ©All copyrights reserved in or out of Wattpad by @cxhmpagnemamii.
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Nobody ever thinks their life will shatter in an instant-until it does. Not at first. You wake up, you go through the motions, and you trust the people around you. You laugh, you cry, you love. You never stop to wonder if the hands you hold today will be the same ones that destroy you tomorrow. I never did. I never questioned the warmth in his smile, the strength in his presence, the way he stood by my side like a shadow I could always rely on. I thought I had finally found someone who understood me, someone who didn't see me as an outsider. Someone I called a brother. But trust is a dangerous thing. It blinds you. It makes you miss the signs staring right at you. Because the moment I saw the truth- I realized I had been holding the devil's hand all along. #5 Survivor #36 Obsession

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