Just Another Story
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- Parts 2
Ongoing
Last published Tue, Jan 2, 2018
"Cause it's just too late. "
"Nothing last forever."
"I'm sorry, I can't be perfect"
-Perfect
"This is nothing but pure feelings."
"But, these kind of feelings may be nothing to do with you."
"Are you blind? I can say love his blind but seeing how cold you are...to me.."
"Well it makes no sense."
"Hearing those words from you is enough."
"Cause, everytime I hear those harshful words from you."
"You letting make a pass a chance that you've been longing for."
"I'm sorry for being a burden to you."
"This is my last piece. Goodbye."
My life was normal.
Back then,
I was a cheap story writer.
No one notices me.
I just created some stories that can make life interesting.
Until one day.
My turning point had came.
I made some mistakes.
And that mistakes made me burst out.
I suddenly make stories frustratedly.
From inspirational story that no one notices, to tragic stories, whom everyone worship.
-Equi
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