The Wicked Beauty
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"When I say not all is what it seems, I meant it."
Each day i have to fight to survive. Each day i have to see scattered blood to live. And each day, I question myself, am I still human? Is my life still worth living? I guess not. After all, I am a monster.
But that changed when a group of people showed me how great it is to live, That every life is worth living to the fullest. I became part of something i could only dream of.
Masyadong perpekto para maging totoo, sino ba namang tatanggap sa tunay na ako? Wala diba?
Then it hit me,
'Even the prettiest rose has its thorns. And if it's too perfect, then it's probably a lie right?'
The Tale Of The Wicked Beauty
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