Glowing Dust
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Ongoing29m
Last published Fri, Jan 16, 2015
Dust; That’s my name. Well, at least it used to be. It’s Glowing Dust now, since I’m literally glowing dust.
See, I’m dead, but not by choice; by mistake.
It’s his fault I’m gone; no one else’s but his. He was my love; I considered him my soul mate. I loved him, and I thought he loved me too. The pain he brought me is unbearable. He lied to me, he hurt me, and he’s going to pay.
I’m back for him, to make him feel my pain. The pain he caused. I’m back and I’m swinging hard. Something like this cannot be forgotten or forgiven. I might just be dust, but revenge is sweet.
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