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// “…Bunny?” 
// Story: Frag/ment/ed 
// by Dashie04 
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Mare.
Every time I think about it.


Mare.


It gets louder.



Mare.


Cracks in the formation.


Mare.
Practically screaming.


Mare.


But how?! It was all pretend. Everything. Everything I’d done. Acts in school, partners, life, trying to get by while not understanding a thing. Broken. Fired. Destroyed. A machine on the brink of collapse. A glitchy mess. No better than the music I hear, runaway, wanderer.


Please help me free me can I be cute? The pretender pretending that I’m doing well. I don’t deserve to be treated well, it’s an act it’s all an act. All. Everything. I—


MARE.