Short Stories
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Losing the Light
She chose him over and over again. But he never did.
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Eyes
Dark, empty holes resided in the area where his eyes should have been.
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Teardrops in the Flowers
Shaking with uncontrollable anger, I launched myself at his arm and tore it away from his body. It came away with a satisfying rip.
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No...
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