He squinted at me skeptically. "You're an angel?"
I nodded, fiddling with my fingers.
"But angels aren't real."
"I guess I'm not real, then."
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triggers:
; self harm - there will be a warning before.
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I spy the sun
I spy a boy with blue eyes and black hair
I spy someone who may never spy me
I spy the rest of my life.
TWs: mentions of Self harm and suicide
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