Now that I've crumbled my own world, it has become a lifeless, dusty plain where grains of sand only wander. Broken pieces of gears and rusty metals are half-burrowed in the ground. The musty smell of the environment had gone wild. The sky's red as orange to yellow. No signs of life. Now that you're gone, my world's became like this, since my heart's destined only to beat for you and no one else.
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Emotion Speaks: Illusions and Aches
RandomA collection of short literary works about emotions springing to life through words of a broken-hearted writer, one-sidedly loving a single man through years of admiration. Mixed works of real and imaginative words, scenarios will always give you t...
