PainI wanted to cry but my tears just didn’t come out. The pain in my heart was more than I could take. I felt like a knife was stabbing it again and again. The blood was coming out until there was nothing left. My heart is dead and with it my soul also left. My eyes are hollow. I can no longer recognise the person in the mirror. I walk alone in the night hoping to find my end in one of the dark streets of this town. The moon is laughing at me. The stars don’t look at me anymore. I remember the times I had a heart, full of life, beating for you. Now when it’s gone, a black hole is left. I no longer hope to turn back the clock. I knPain
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