Amidst A Thousand Suns

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Lecturas 5,010
Votos 508
Partes 32
Hora 5h 17m

shexdreamer

Madura

"And what if you got to know him for who he is?"
    
    "Then, I will loose my sanity. And I don't know whether it would be good or bad for me."
    
    •~•~•~•
    
    Being the passionate poet that she is, Aaghyaa was destined to feel for and become attached to someone she found a home in.
    Ajey Nagar.
    
    
    'A strange creature, poets are; trying to heal someone through their words while they themselves are broken'
    
    This has never been more true for Aaghyaa, as she constantly fights her inner demons; fights herself, while her own mother, whom she has hated all her existence, battles something that Aaghyaa remains unaware of.
    
    Through the art of poetry and the one for whom she writes the same, Aaghyaa tries to stitch back her open wounds with the aid of a boy she found along the way, while her mother's open wider and wider.
    Only one question haunts her :-
    
    What do you do when you are trying to save someone who is so deep into their own suffering that reaching out to them feels like shouting aimlessly down a void?Todos los derechos reservados

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"And what if you got to know him for who he is?"
    
    "Then, I will loose my sanity. And I don't know whether it would be good or bad for me."
    
    •~•~•~•
    
    Being the passionate poet that she is, Aaghyaa was destined to feel for and become attached to someone she found a home in.
    Ajey Nagar.
    
    
    'A strange creature, poets are; trying to heal someone through their words while they themselves are broken'
    
    This has never been more true for Aaghyaa, as she constantly fights her inner demons; fights herself, while her own mother, whom she has hated all her existence, battles something that Aaghyaa remains unaware of.
    
    Through the art of poetry and the one for whom she writes the same, Aaghyaa tries to stitch back her open wounds with the aid of a boy she found along the way, while her mother's open wider and wider.
    Only one question haunts her :-
    
    What do you do when you are trying to save someone who is so deep into their own suffering that reaching out to them feels like shouting aimlessly down a void?

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