The Polymetal Carafe (WhiMsiCaL)

The Polymetal Carafe (WhiMsiCaL)

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Desmond went straight home after school, said hello to his mom and went upstairs. He made his bed, he brushed his teeth, and took a bath and some clean clothes. He then took a nap, and soundly he slept, until he woke up from a weird dream. Desmond, from school, sat alone in his room. From school, he came home, today. Along came his friend, who visited soon, and Des and his friend went to play.
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3 sides to every story Yours. Mines. And the truth I act like everything is fine. I laugh at people's jokes, I do stupid shit with my friends and I act like I have a carefree life. It's funny though. When I come back home, I just turn off that mental switch then suddenly I break down. I feel alone, empty, worthless, tired, I can't exactly describe how I feel in two words. It's like I have two different me's. One for the public and one for myself. Only if they knew what happens behind closed doors.. Abuse| rape| exposed| sex| betrayal |love |murder| thugs| love All rights reserved to Tamia Branch ©

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