Broken wings.

Cracked lips.

Fading smile.

Long sleeves.

Bloody wrists.

They come in all forms.

They come and stitch your cracks when you're on the verge of breaking too.

The angels that have been shattered

by the hands of the others.

They know what it's like,

they don't want you to go through it too.

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You peeps are the most admirable readers and writers ever.

I want to thank you for all your support on the last chapter that has so many amazing comments with all your love-filled notes of encouragement. I read every single one of them and they were just beautiful! They touched me right where it was needed. And I know anyone who comes across them will feel just the same.

The words that you all left were so full of meaning and I can't tell you how much it means that you took part in this little task. I really hope it helps. Even if it brings just one smile, I think it'll be enough. Even if it helps just one soul, it'll be a lot.

Also, I know some of us needed to hear those things too and in a way, we helped each other as well.

I am deeply grateful. And I wish that my words help you all too. Even if just a little, I hope it does.

Angels, I love you.

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