T e a r s . . .
Description
From the very moment I was born, I was scared...
I was scared of losing everything I find precious...
This fanfic is something I have written/wrote when I was feeling down...
Please don't critise me...
C r e a t e d : 23rd December
F i n i s h e d : - - December
M o o d : Tired
D e d i c a t e d T o : Everyone who applied for Christmas Blues~ New Year Times~
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Foreword
The feeling of being alone...
No one to help you...
No one to comfort you...
You feel like there isn't anyone in the world that will ever understand you...
How you feel...
How you think...
T e a r s . . .
D r i p
D r o p
D r i p
D r o p
They fall down wards...
They get soaked through the ground and disappears...
They disappear, yes...
But they leave scars...
Scars that will never been healed...
People say "Time Will Heal" but it will never...
D r i p
D r o p
D r i p
D r o p
. . .
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It’s sometimes good to be blind.
It’s sometimes good to be heart broken.
It’s sometimes good to be restless.
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“I’ve got to forget him and move on. I can’t let Hyemin or Jaehyun worry about me anymore.” She looked through her wardrobe and ended up picking a long creamy coloured hoodie that made her look cute with short demin shorts that were about to be covered by the hoodie. She took out a pair of long knee high socks that were white and pulled them on also. She took out her cross body bag, put in her leather wallet, her LG phone and her iPod touch with the VIP ticket for SHINee’s concert.
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L i f e i s w h a t y o u m a k e i t . . .
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