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=={ Losing Hope }==

Little_cherry_girl

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Parts 5
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Reads 55
Votes 15
Parts 5
Time 47m

Little_cherry_girl

Mature

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"Hope is the only thing which keeps us alive"

Dark Clouds , Toxic environment , Dying Heart.

It's still beating,It's still there, You cannot see it,But you can hear it.

It's struggling To breath , Struggling To Live, Struggling For breath.

It's the dying Voice Of the Darkness.

A Mirror,Just a mirror, Somewhere in the dark.

It reflects What stands Infront of it, It Shows you another universe.

It shows another you,It reveals Who you are.

It's The Real Villain, It's the real Pain, It's the real darkness,In this story.


In this story,The Evil Is You.All Rights Reserved

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Voices in My Head by Nerounin

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THE THINGS WE BUILT by h_aristocrat

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Silent Whispers of Dysphoria by ZayanaCullen

When mirror is not enough to reflect emotions, when talks are not enough to convey feelings, a silent poem and a pen and it's creations may help. Edit (April 14, 2020) : This book was previously titled as "Autumn Leaves" *NOTE FOR READERS* Dear readers, thank you very much for reading my works. I appreciate your time and willingness to read my works.☺ Reaching 1K views was like a dream come true and thanks to you guys. A single view, comment and vote of yours make my day. It means a lot. Please guys, vote and comment on my works. A single tap and thoughts of yours can brighten up my day.☺ Please do vote, comment and follow my account. Thank you A huge thanks to @scarla_scorpion for the wonderful cover.

Trapped in my Worst Novel by Soraya_336

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