I'm just writing down short stories about depression, self harm, dreams, and...what if's!
I'm really sorry if my English is really bad, it isn't my main language.
{Under HEAVY editing}
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Where the sun sets, there's darkness... Nothing but the stars and the moon that shine. And all hope is lost.
But where the sun rises...
The stars and moon fade. Leaving only one tiny star. That's still looking for his sun. His hope.
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Self harm and angst warning.
Enjoy, please comment and vote.