Cry of the night

Cry of the night

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I had never really appreciated the beauty of being human and now, it's too late. My life was a void of nothingness, a series of transformations, pain, and heartache. Until I met her of course. She made me believe that everything was gonna be okay, until she started losing herself to it too.
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**Alone and hopeless... Is that everything there is to me? Do I not deserve the prospect of a change? A change for good.** Those were thoughts that went through my mind when he crushed my body with unnatural strength against the tree. I felt the taste of blood on my tongue. My surroundings started to get blurry. My head was throbbing. I began to feel drowsy. But there was one thought that gave me conscious, spinning through my head like a tedious fly keeping me from rest. **I deserve a change.**

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