Nada es para siempre
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¿Qué pasa cuando no quieres revivir algo y aparece alguien?
Peor aún... ¿Qué pasa si ese ALGUIEN sufre?
Mi nombre es Lilly Rhys, no soy la mas simpática, ni la más agradable ¡Ni mucho menos la mas cariñosa! Pero todo lo poquito que tengo de eso, lo entrego a quien realmente lo merece.
Con tan solo diecisiete años de edad, la vida me ha demostrado que no se puede confiar ni querer realmente a la gente. Todo, absolutamente TODO está pensado para que suframos, si no eres tú, será alguien que ames. Tengo claro que Nada es para siempre... Porque sé que lo malo va a acabar para que empiece lo bueno. Pero si nada es para siempre lo bueno también acabara para que vuelva a comenzar lo malo. ¿Sera que esta etapa de mi vida en la que me acompañaras me hará cambiar de opinión? ¿Sera que realmente las cosas duran? ¿Qué lo bueno se puede acabar haciendo eterno y lo malo se acabe para siempre?
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