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3. Broken things

Humans are attracted to the beautiful and the broken. And he was certainly both.

With his black curly hair casually parted with a messy elegance and pale, smooth complexion he looked like an angel walking out from a cloud of darkness. But even though you could see him clearly, the darkness would at times conceal him, and wrap itself around him, trying to suffocate him. 

He was broken and beautiful. And at first I could only see the beauty. His beauty overshadowed the broken. But bit by bit the broken found its way. The broken took control. The broken replaced the beauty. I was left with a beautiful, but nonetheless broken shell. And that beautiful broken shell, broke me. 


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