STORY STARTER
Submitted by Just Another Teenage Girl✍️
All this time I thought he was the villain, but as I watched the blood drip from my fingertips, I realised it was all a matter of perspective...
Flowers Wilt
Rage can blind and I am no exception
Begging for eyes to see the truth: you’re fucked.
My angry actions skew their perceptions.
In the end, darkness is exposed by light
But in the shadows, rearrangements made
Flowers wilt and the days can look like night
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