A crestfallen day becomes gloomier when she stares blankly and recalls a harrowing experience from her past to plunge her into the phases of wailing weeps that will help her regain her stability. Sometimes, the grim past of a piercing remark, the dense stares at her features, the scars left by a deviant and the unhealed bruises clot her cognitive mind to a state of venomous void. That's when she'll turn towards him and utter one of the most fragile words of a shaken soul,
"Hold me."
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