You Have to Wait for the Rainbow

You Have to Wait for the Rainbow

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you know that one person at your school who you think you know, but realize when you get to know them that they aren't what you expected? Yeah that's me. Except nobody knows much about me. I don't talk. At all. Ever. Why? Because my words are what dragged me into depression and I don't want to accidentally say something wrong and hurt someone like they all did to me. So, as long as there is another person within earshot of me, I stay silent and straight faced. But when I get left alone, its a completely different story. if I'm in a good mood, I will do one of the many things I enjoy doing. But if I'm in a bad mood, nothing good ever happens. This is the story of a girl who struggles to truly be the person she wants to be. this is the story of me.
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Desolate

For those who belong nowhere, those who walk the face of the earth on their own, carrying their hearts in their palms, holding everyone together while they dissolve into air. So many souls are homeless, may it be their home. May they find peace in knowing they are not alone, if not, at least they won't feel as stray as I once did. The word is haunted. Not by ghosts. By a maybe. By the soft echo of a woman who once lit his path out of darkness. A woman who no longer remembers his name... But who still lives inside every choice he makes. He was not made to follow the rules. He was made to make them. Where a match may light a room, A flame like him sets a whole world ablaze. In this story, Truth wears a mask, and order is just chaos in disguise. His world, at last, reveals its true face, when he sets it on fire.

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