Dying Light,Growing Darkness

Dying Light,Growing Darkness

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture5 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., oct. 4, 2016
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Does it ever come to your mind that, maybe, there's a chance you're hurting someone who's is closer to you, someone you've done wrong, without any realization , someone that cares about you deeply than your supposed other half ? Take a moment, and just think about it, think about your actions today , what you've said and what've you done Feel any sort of guilt building up inside you? The answer is still negative? Read this, maybe -who knows- this could knock some sense in you My name: Does it matter? This story could be about you just as much as it is about me My age: Depends on your age Who am I? More like who are we? : We're the ungrateful and spoiled brats, we my friend are the disappointment to ourselves Just don't make the same mistake that I've done And don't let your Ego come first; you're going to regret it; maybe not now, maybe tomorrow or in the near future I'm not saying that we're all alike, maybe you're different, But the odds are small, So without further due, Welcome to the gates of regrets and guiltiness These two words speaks for themselves And here is a little tale about Me, You and us, the events may be different but we're all in the same situation And with that begins the story of........
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*This is Paradise sequel* I have this bad habit of getting close to people and thinking that they're always going to be by my side; but eventually they always leave. I have this bad habit of loving people a little too much, when they don't even love me back; and when they leave me my heart feels like someone threw it from the sky. I have this bad habit of caring for people, when they don't even care about me at all. Perhaps, if they saw through my eyes they'll see the scars I have deep down inside. I'm tired. I'm tired. I'm tired. I wish feelings didn't exist. Why do feelings exist anyways? I always fall for everything and let it destroy me. It's my fault after all, but I still have hope that one day I will find a person that shares the same bad habits as me. ~ A.E

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