He was a mess of scars like the sky was a mess of stars.
We're so quick to dismiss the sentiment as weak, but hearts beat for love, don't they ? A life without purpose may be no life, but a life without love is nothing but an existence.
His mother used to say that a person without hope was a body without a soul.
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