The Love Of Us

The Love Of Us

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Dec 31, 2013
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I call myself Clarity Lilith's, I mean no one else talks to me so. It's only me who says my name. Getting tired of being the one everybody hates, so annoyed with my life it got to the point of suicide.The night of my birthday to be precise. The thing is no one really cared but I was going to make them care and notice me if it was the last thing I did. My town is pretty normal, like the towns in movies. The only thing is at night. When the creatures come out to play everyone avoids the dark like the plague. Basically it's like the people in my life but, they avoid me. Maybe they just wanted to fit in. Kinda like I wanted to be left alone. I never thought about it till I met Reagan. Reagan isn't normal, far from it and I will do anything to protect him and him me. No one can break us apart and I will die no matter the cost to protect whats mine. Even if its my own flesh and blood that does so.
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so, I've been struggling for a long time now, and I never told anyone about it. I've never opened up. but I met someone who understands how I feel, and I'm beginning to feel again. I don't know how to do it, but I finally feel I can fight. I've been so exhausted. I'm not better, I'm not sure if i ever will be, but I'm not numb, not entirely. I can't say how I'm feeling, or what i am going to write, but if you want it, it's here. This is for you. For everyone who was made to be the villain by those meant to be by their sides. For everyone with a sensitive heart made to grow strong much too quickly. For everyone who struggles to get out of bed in the morning. For everyone who never could find the words to say why. For everyone who struggles to feel and for everyone who feels too much. For everyone who had to pick themselves back up. For everyone who had to parent themselves. For everyone fighting an invisible battle. For everyone who has been underestimated. For everyone who has to flee to other worlds to cope. For everyone who found other means to silence their voices. For everyone who was silenced. For everyone who was over powered. For everyone who was made to be less. For everyone who had to watch someone else suffer and stay silent. For everyone asking themselves, why? Why would you do this? What did I do? Why is this happening to me? It was never your fault.

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