New life
They say destruction is a form of creation.
Do you know how true that saying is?
They destroyed me
Who I was
Who I was supposed to be.
Now I am just a hollow body roaming around.
My new realty.
My new life.
Their most recent making.
They were right when they said destruction is a form of creation.
Just look at the new me.
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Welcome to my page :) I am so happy that you have stumbled upon it! My name is Destiny. J'etudie Francais, mais je ne parle pas bien. J'ai quatorze ans! I love photography, gardening and sewing! I am agnostic and secularist ^_^ If you have read any of my works, thank you so much! Have a wonderful day!
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