The Royal Ball in Hell

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Do not love me because I'm just a broken glass. The more you try to join my broken shards you'd end up breaking yourself. I am one hurt person who would end up hurting you for my pleasure. I am no angel, I am no more pure, I'm just a shell of my broken human. Haze. Harley. The sacrifice done for your family is the biggest sacrifice done. My mother always chanted this mantra. She was a bubbly woman who kept herself engrossed in books. There's no world better than that of fictions and no creator better than an author. If only, life were a part of fiction, I would've lived a part of my life with the love of the god and the purity of the darkness. You can live long but you still won't live enough and some people live enough yet they lived a short life. "The day I'd die, I'll be dying happi

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