Even The Sun Gives Up
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- Parts 3
MatureOngoing9m
Last published Wed, Sep 4, 2019
Words.
Sometimes they speak so much louder than actions.
Whore
Cunt
Bitch
Cutter...
I look out to see the sun rise, to feel its warmth on my face for the last time. It's colors seem to chase away the darkness just as it had the morning before, and the morning before that.
People say when the sun dies this planet will too.
So nothing really lives on forever. Someday the sun will get tired of chasing the darkness of the night away, it's just a matter of when.
Trigger warning ⚠️
Suicidal actions and thoughts
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