Amen
He decided to take a perplexed mindset and put in the form of something with outer beauty, an innocent soul with peculiar yet genius thoughts to create a mixture of curiosity. Growing only to discover how cruel this world can be to a beautiful young girl. Her view point of life was ever changing until one day it all just came to an end of pure blank. The fear vanished her values were faint due to the so belittled amount of compassion given to her. Midnight would strike as she would lay upon her bedside tears running down the deep dark brown eyes she asked him why? Why did she feel these emotions all at once and then nothing at all. She never understood the trial and error test he'd put her through and if meeting the finish line would call for true bliss or was it all one big lie. 3 o'clock strikes as her last words were “amen”.
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