"As I sit here fallen and torn apart at the seams, I realize the sin that I am, a bond between an Angel and a Demon, I am no where to be accepted, every where to be an outcast, beweeping my state. A thousand words spoken in the most eloquent way would not change me nor would a thousand tears, so I stop crying, I get up and force a smile at the last few rays of sun dimly lighting my path. The path I walk is also fallen and torn apart at the seams. I know each pebble each stone, and I wait for the day that something or someone will be able to cross my path and continue on with me. accepting me. loving me."
I little thing I made after reading an Rp I had a bazillion years ago. Its my charecter Manon. I love her :3
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