The Star on Her Hand

The Star on Her Hand

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There had been something different about her from the moment I had laid eyes on her. She wasn't conventionally beautiful, but she was everything I lived for. Then she left me. Then she left me alone on this Earth, as she lay alone in a coffin.
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Gone.

One day she just disappeared you could say. Physically she was there but she wasn't fully there. But then he disappeared. And he was there just not physically. Warning: Rape and self harm included. If you can't handle this I advise you to NOT read this. Thank you.

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