One Million Stars

One Million Stars

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"The teardrops run down, and fall off her nose She cries in the dark corners, where nobody goes You can follow the tracks, from her eyes to her chin Years upon years, of letting them win And her eyes tell a story, of anger and pain You think that she's happy, but just look again And the scars of her past, hidden under her clothes Are a road map to places, that nobody knows Her smile is now painted, she's a master of disguise And you can see it all, just look into her eyes." ~ e.h. Everly Peirce had her life all put together- that's what it looked like on the outside at least. But she wasn't fine. In fact, life couldn't be any more dismal for her. And it's all because of one dreadful night. One night changes everything for Everly. Now its up to her to decide whether she will make something of the life she still has or leave it to crumble into nothingness. But sometimes you don't get to choose what you will do with your life. Sometimes it's left to chance. Chance Bankston that is.
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