Across The Boundary • Yoonmin

🚫 ☪; End

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Tears falls down on his face as he picks up the broken canvas from the floor, and puts it where it originally belongs to.

He bites his lower lip in an attempt to stop the whimpers and sobs that were trying to escape because he knew, making a sound means getting into trouble again.

And he doesn't like that.

He eyes up the canvas in despair, and turns his head to stare at the door where the person who broke it stormed outside, and contemplates whether he should follow him or not.

Maybe because of his fear of taking risk that's why he ends up in here,

Crying, broken, and beaten.

He looks at the broken painting before looking at himself in the mirror, and there he sees - he isn't any different.

He was also broken, and has a mixtures of colors all over his body.

Black, blue, purple, pink, red.

Every colors combined looks like a masterpiece or an art in someone else's eyes but for him, it's a mixture of pain, agony, fury, resentment, distress, and everything synonyms.

"Don't you dare open your pretty little mouth if you're only going to talk, i hate hearing your voice."

Words.

Words that echoes through and etches into his mind - especially in his heart.

He said 'shut up', and so he did.

And he never really did spoke a word since then,

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