Sunny...

Memories later has been consuming me like wound, it’s tearing me apart again as I lock myself in my room.

Clutching my fist, I tightly lock the door, I try to catch my breath againbut I am hurting so much more than anytime before I had no options left again

Sometimes I wonder why the battles always choose me? Why life always play out the way that I would never dreamed of? I realize inside that I am always the confused one.I really don't know what's worth fighting for now …

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Stories of a accidental spy