random writing

The sky was painted in hues of orange and purple. It was beautiful and yet, she felt undeserving of its beauty. Why should she be able to behold such beauty and grace, she who was coated in darkness. She who spent her days weeping, who stole, who cheated. No, this sunset should only be seen be the those who were undeniably good. She deserved  this, this awful darkness. She had long ago chosen this, accepted this as her new fate. Alone she would ponder, would she ever get out of this darkness?

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