Fixing Her Broken Pieces

Fixing Her Broken Pieces

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Last published Fri, Nov 25, 2022

romance tragedy

I'm lost in emotions I dare not to feel. Imagining the same old scenarios I've experienced a thousand times. The loveless, cruel and indifferent tone that slowly made me hollow completely.

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