hollow chaos
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Thu, Sep 21, 2023
Like a flower, she has been plucked from her comfort. She slowly wilted in the hands of another; brutalized by an ongoing nightmare. The color on her face slowly faded and the life in her was gone.
She became a walking corpse.
And all I did was protect myself from the horrendousness of this world. No--I became a coward as I raged.
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