Lookalittlecloser
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White turns to black. Hearts began to crack. Eyes filled with salty tears, one of their biggest fears. Open casket, scared to see. A young girl staring back at me. For then I knew, the girl looking back, was me. - A.B
So many people,
Fear themselves
‘I am ugly, but
I want to be loved
These words I shall repeat
Until they are untrue’
