Shattered | A Short-Story
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Last published Fri, Oct 20, 2017
What does it feel like to be left behind? Like you don't exist in the world anymore, merely a particle in society? All you can do is gaze at yourself, feeling dull, empty, broken. You can only gaze at your reflection, till you break. You shatter.
Warning(s) - Dark themes, cursing. ((Please do not read if you are sensitive to these things.))
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