100 words x 365 days
He loved her like she was a fragile piece of glass. Using only the slightest of touch, he awoke her heart, never whispering the truths of his own. A broken heart stole his soul, sending him on a path of destruction. With each person he touched, his darkness faded, but inside of them, his pain resides. Selfish love, the cruelest of all, he took away a part of them with each love he confessed, shattering that fragile glass each time he walked away. Love is not free. It comes with a price. He’ll take your dignity with him every time.
A.J. Luna
Pretty, Luna. Does she like it when he takes her dignity? Does she welcome the visit? Or does she loathe the next occasion just as much?
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Woah, this is really deep.
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Thank you. My mind is a dark place.
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Yeah, I so understand.
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Everything has a price
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It will take everything and nothing will remain.
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Indeed, it will.
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