Her heart was an open book with beautiful pages and detailed lettering. She wanted people to read her story in hopes that it would make them write their own. Instead, every person who came across the pages of her heart ripped out their favorite story and took it with them. They folded back pages and beat up the corners. They signed their name with sloppy writing and with a simple 'goodbye'. The book is now tucked away in the darkest parts of her, because no one wanted to read a tragic story with a bad ending.
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