Shadows of her heart
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Last published Sun, May 5, 2024
I am certain I am going insane. I am going completely mad, and that is why I have started this journal. To prolong this madness as long as I can. as if holding life close to my heart with both of my shaky hands. And even if I fail to fight this madness, I'll know I have something to leave behind. An evidence of the love I held for her in my heart. The love I carried within my soul for ages and ages before I remembered I should have met her in the past life. All before she knew the sound of my name.
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