Talent Of Being Damned

Talent Of Being Damned

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Trigger warning: Mentions of Suicide, rape, child molestation, blood, gore and angst After being viral for a month of releasing just a song he made with just a few instruments he got when moving to his new house, he was moving again. Harris was being scouted by recording producers, labels and other people who want to 'evolve' and 'nurture' his talent and voice, he denied them all knowing fame is something unpleasant beneath the sugar-coated lies of being praised and glorified. He was just learning to cope with his newly discovered mental issues, he just wanted to finally release his inner self to the world without being glorified. All he asked was to be acknowledged, respected and make people be aware and feel emotions better.
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There's gonna be a lot of gayness in this just to say. Also gonna be a bit angst so... Yeah. Takes place in a modern times and starts in college if ya wanted to know. ~~~~ I've changed my mind. This isn't worth it anymore. I stood there, already regretting this decision before it even started. "1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10! FIRE!" I couldn't even turn around. My arm raised up high towards the sky. He fired his gun. The ends of my vision went white. I managed to be able to turn around enough to see everyone that had come. All the blurred figures. I heard muffled screams. Someone ran over to me as I fell down, catching me. They screamed at me, I don know what they said. The pain in my stomach hurt too much. I was scared, terrified even. I had enough energy to place my hand on the person's cheek, I felt their tears on my hand. I managed to say one thing before I passed out, "See you on the other side.."

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