Sadness, a predominant feeling that doesn't discriminate, and is abundant around the world like the very cells that make our physical world. You can't touch it or see it or even smell it, like a quiet and stealthy predator it lurks in the darkest crevices in our inner being and rips us to shreds. A virus with no cure that once it has you in its grips it holds you with open arms and stubbornly refuses to let go until it gets what it needs from you. Some people say things only get better as life goes on, that everything happens for a reason, that hope will always rein over, but ... the everlasting pain that comes from a wound in your heart that will never heal makes me think other wise.
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Hi guys so this is the first update of many more to come and I just wanted to say a massive thank you to everyone who has read this so far, it may not seem that important but it really means a lot to know that other people have read your work and are hopefully enjoying it... maybe no ok that's cool too, just kidding love you guys so much
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