Broken Strings
Description
People were either a dust particle, or a raindrop.
The problem was, you were neither.
Foreword
It was almost amusing at how much more disgusting people can get. Since their thoughts only revolve around 3 things: Lust. Desire. And Hatred. In this century, you can never know who's your friend, or enemy.
Infact, you can't see the difference between them anymore.
For them, they had to achieve those top 3 priorities. They were prepared and willing to push their friends aside, their lovers, their family, to have it all.
It was almost amusing, almost.
Goodbyes
hurt when
the story is not
finished
and the book
has been
closed.
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N/A : This one-shot is an entry for De retrouvailles et D'adieux writing competition.
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