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Ongoing, First published Jun 19, 2025
idk what I'm doing with life 
Stories of the hurt and dead 
  
                           
β™‘πŸŽ§  |◁   II   β–·|  β†Ί
No. No... NO PLEASE!.... 
SAVE ME PLEASE! ... HELP PLEASE,  I NEED HELP!... 
Nobody ever responded to their pleas for help...... 
Rage and fury was always there from that point and on?. 
Maybe it wasn't maybe it could be happiness. 
It could've been a voice echoing from the other side! 
They loathed it was, but alas.... 
β€’*Β¨*β€’.ΒΈΒΈβ˜†*

This is a story 
Of not a character but emotions, it is a silent plea for help... 
From somebody or something.
A book is the silent escape from reality. 
From the truths and lies of the world that haunt us..
All. 
β–ΆοΈŽ β€’αŠαŠ||၊|။|||||||β€’ 0:50

To you as the reader or just people like myself.... 
I came up with this idea on a whim to me a few minutes ago.. 
To you it may be years, months, minutes, hours, centuries, or days.
I might seem depressed probably am but who cares!
Not me nor my family! 
Maybe my friends... 
Anyways to who is reading!... 
Time is a never ending cycle of hurt... 
I should know!... 
You shall always hurt. 
I will always hurt... 
People are cruel,  the world is cruel..
They will never see how bright you shine in the never ending darkness.... 
I will disappear and may never reappear again... 
But it's not time,  not yet atleast... 
I may not be a constant forever but I am for now... 
That is what mattersβ™‘
You are a star a bright one at that! 
People will dim you,  as will the world 
It's ok if you fall, it's ok if you drown in the darkness of the world.. 
Besides that if you ever need anyone to talk or even ramble to I am here at times I may not respond but I will always see,  do not fall for if you have no star I shall be it. 
β˜†β‹†ο½‘π–¦ΉΒ°β€§β˜…
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