A Dead Soul
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Ongoing25m
Last published Mon, May 6, 2019
My world is just spinning around the sun
My life is memory of death and hurt
And I am nothing, nothing but a shell of a person that once was
I am meant to have an escape, a mate, another half, someone made just for me, someone to finish the puzzle and fix the broken pieces. But what if all the pieces are broken, no, not broken, destroid turned to dust and blown away by the wind? What if there aren't any pieces to fix?
Your soul is meant to leave after you've died, mine left before
But what if my dead soul is screaming for revival?
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