I haven't seen a lot of imagines of wmmap so I decided to create one this was suppose to be a story but I uncontinue it the first chapter 1-7 are story I use to write but oh well
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Author(s): Zaxhki
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This chapter is fiction except for the parts that aren't
Photograph ; loving can hurt sometimes
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She picked up an old, rubbish-looking box under her bed, full of dust covering the white colors and red ribbon.
She was fragile as dandelion and as brave as a wildflower. Perfectly plump lips, blows the dust away
An effect of a visible wind shows, and the sunlight that forms in the room like a way to heaven collects the flying dust in the air like little aspects.
Opening the stained box, she looks at the inside, full of nostalgic washes over her. She picked up a paper delicately almost afraid to ruin it.
It was a polaroid camera.
And a photograph of her and him.
Her smile was saddened, that resembles the lonely sky like those in the night where the moon doesn't have a star to accompany its journey it was tragedy but beautiful at the same time.
Running her hands up at a picture of a guy, white colored hair shown, while the rest was filtered by the sunlight.
"If only i could get back in time."
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