Hazy dream

Hazy dream

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All she wanted was to be loved. All her life she's been on her own. Never once was there anybody that would pop out of nowhere and randomly start a conversation with her. She would sometimes just shy away or they would find her boring and just let her go. It really isn't her fault. Her passions(art and music) has helped her survive through some of her depression, but will it last long? When will she just figure out that there really is no one, just herself and her cat? Slowly her eyes fluttered closed. Yes this warmth is the only thing that will keep her happy. This darkness. Her only favorite time of the day would be when she slowly falls to sleep. Why? Well at first she feels the perfect warmth, then the darkness slowly creep in and BAM she would be in a blissful hazy dream. A dream where she can speak freely,laugh, smile, love, and be loved. But she would wake up and then start over again with the same depressing routine. She has considered ending her life since sleep is her cure.
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His eyes told how dark his thoughts were, what devilish aura he shadowed if she accepted him and was ready to listen to him no one could imagine his doings. She only seeks solitude, but he seeks her, and he craves her as if his life depended on her. He is the cause of her pain. She only wishes to go away from all the emotions, but he can never let that happen. He can show his tears to her, but can she wipe them? Maybe God wanted to create an unforgettable story. His aura screams power that no one can deny except bowing. Her soul reflects others' sins for what others fear to acknowledge. Did she hate him for giving her pain? No, she never hated him. She changed herself.. but what change? She loves him! Maybe not... then what changed...? Love, why is it so difficult either to gain or to lose... "I don't like it when you think about things other than me," he said Is this the start of his madness, or is he already drowned in insanity? She is his heart.........She is the eternal echo God cast into existence for his life. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● He is taking every step near to her, his deep dark eyes looking at her serene, calm face... she is looking directly into his deep, dark ebony eyes... she can clearly see the insanity in his eyes... "Sweetheart, I told you not to think about other things.... but why would you like to provoke me... ha, " his voice is deadly low, sending an electrifying jolt. She is just standing in front of him looking into his sinister soul... He touched her cheek gently, rubbing the soft, gentle, dried tear marks.. He kissed her forehead... she closed her eyes, accepting her fate from which she tried to run away.... "Tell me, sweetheart, what punishment should I give him." A dark mysterious smirk playing on his handsome face... "He is your sister's soon to be husband," she said as he didn't know. He chuckled, a mocking, sinister, extremely insane smile

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