Broken Keys
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She left everything because she hated everything. Her smile was only the band aid that covered her deep wounds of unhappiness. She acted tough because she was scared, scared of loving anyone other than herself, actually...not even herself.
"Humans only disappoint." I stated. "I care about you." His words came out, care dripping wet in his tone. I looked at him dead in the eye.
"Don't..."
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