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    By: L of Arc    Once there was a little boy with traces of bruises and scratches marked all over every part of his body. He was lost in the middle of nowhere, dragged into a place unknown to him. The place is far behind from the place he’d come from, he thought. People of the village found him, gave him food, shelter and clothing but it seems that it has never been enough for him. Since no words ever leave upon the lips of this little one. He just always gives them a nod, a smile, and sometimes tears just kept rushing down his little dark face at every time they try to asked and talked to him.    “Where am I heading”

 By: L of Arc   mhaeArt (https://www.deviantart.com/mhaeart) Closed door I find myself. Dimmed to the world I made myself. I tried to whimper out loud, But nothing came out of my mouth. Hopes shattered into pieces, Dreams dodged down and build up ranges. ‘Til nothing left but brokenness Chased light into endless darkness. Time after time I’m searching, Something to keep my heart beating Dreary I do, not knowing Man behind never stop moving. Next to His heart there I’m found Silhouette of light hit the ground Beam soothe me by so swiftly Bunged door snap wide slowly.

Say It By: L of Arc mhaeArt (https://www.deviantart.com/mhaeart) I should have said something… Have you ever whispered these words to yourself before?   To feel sorry of words we’ve spoken that have hurt other people is kind of usual for the most of us but having felt regretful of words that hadn’t even come out of our mouth is another story. Time and again, these words have constantly been part of me. I am a typical kind of person who doesn’t let somebody see and know things that was going inside my head. I’ve always kept them to myself. I never have known the reason how I came to be like this. To mention a scenario during our high school days