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- Parts 6
- Time 21m
Ongoing, First published Feb 15, 2023
(ignore the front cover for now i need to change it) There was a boy, all alone, no family or home.. No body shared anything because they didn't care about him... 'don't cry' his mother whispered to him softly with a weak smile as a single tear slid down his cheek, the mother wiped it away but left a mark. the mark was blood, her blood... don't cry... the boy thought, a couple years later at an orphanage he was put in soon after. don't cry, he thought as he was getting beat up by the other children there. don't cry... this boy most certainly didn't cry. he never cried. in matter of fact... he didn't show emotion at all. his eyes permanently dull and empty. his skin forever cold and pale. his soul always heavy and chained. chained so deep within those dull purple eyes no one ever saw a tiny glimpse of it. he was broken. he was.. lost. well not forever. The darkness will fade, the colour will gleam. emotion will burst. emptiness will no longer be. life will thrive. lost will. be. found. (bl) #68 In aaa - 3/4/23All Rights Reserved
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