Marine was sitting on the edge of the roof with her feet dangling carelessely over the edge. She was pondering in her mind; what to do next? Should she leave? No, thats what they both did. They left her, one brought her into darkness, one let her out, but yet, they both left.
Without warning. Without caring.
People like them took emotions to lightly. She was throughtlyt broken, her spirit bent and dark, and if it had been crumpled up and unfolded roughly to many times. She was nothing but a thin, small shadow, with curly brown hair and dull blue eyes. A dull shadow of a young woman wandering among the living, wondering how much they took for granted. If they had not left, no one would be like this. Marine wouldn't be like this. But she was, and there wasn't anyone to unfold her anymore.
Without warning. Without caring.
People like them took emotions to lightly. She was throughtlyt broken, her spirit bent and dark, and if it had been crumpled up and unfolded roughly to many times. She was nothing but a thin, small shadow, with curly brown hair and dull blue eyes. A dull shadow of a young woman wandering among the living, wondering how much they took for granted. If they had not left, no one would be like this. Marine wouldn't be like this. But she was, and there wasn't anyone to unfold her anymore.