Whispers
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(Previously named 'Evanescent')
I'm just human
I'm nothing more than a personality fading into nothing. Quickly disappearing, never to be seen again. Unless I find in a light in my darkness. Maybe writing is that light, I'm not sure. But it seems to be helping
[i care about you]
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