Torn Figments
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Love, is not something a person can control neither can toss at any moment they feel like one.
I was so calm back then. I didn't even sense the touches of the dilemmas of my youth life. I was so proud and fond of myself for creating that small peace I want to finally cherished those moments of my youth. Not until he came.
He's independent. He's cold, demanding, and unshaved. He has that penetrating eyes, taking glimpses but locking daggers in your soul.
He likes art.
I like art.
And maybe, because of that, he got me. His least-priced possession. The dirt in his clothes. The failure in his life.
We liked our thoughts. It encircles our unarranged mindset.
But our art couldn't save us.
We just turn... into oblivion.
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