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Moonlight, this cold moonlight again!
To this day, I still remember that night that changed my life. It was also under this moonlight that the man I once called my father took away my mother and sent me to hell.
It was also under this moonlight that I thought I had left hell. Everything was so beautiful, so good that I forgot my own ugliness and filthiness. When that person came walking by the moonlight, I was so blind that I began to fantasize about happiness, trying to keep the happiness by his side beyond my own control.
Today, the same desolate and cold moonlight witnessed the shattering of my dream. After all, the mirror, flowers, water, and moon are not what I deserve. How can I, a humble person, deserve happiness? The pursuit of happiness will eventually drive me into eternal doom. And this time, I know I will never live again!
I have been living in hell, and I naively thought that I was already at the bottom of hell, and everything couldn't be more terrifying. Unexpectedly, I was still falling. The illusory redemption is just to push me to a lower level. How many levels are there in this hell? Is it only death that can bring me to the end? Is it true that only death can give me the peace that I cannot beg for in my whole life? Is it true that only eternal sleep can give me a chance to escape this heartbreaking pain and endless nightmare?
The moonlight has cast the shadow of death on my body. Rotting in hell, I will soon gain humble happiness. From now on, no one can hurt me anymore. Get rid of all the hurt, no more love, no more pain!
Moon! Please take me home gently, gently!
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