" These wounds feel like a thousand spikes were embedded onto my fragile heart. As I shed tears, my cheeks were stained with blood. As I cried my heart out, my lungs were drained of oxygen. One last cry, and it'll all be over."
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Drowning Thoughts
Short StoryA girl woke up at 2am and decided to drown her thoughts before it drowns her.
153. One last cry
" These wounds feel like a thousand spikes were embedded onto my fragile heart. As I shed tears, my cheeks were stained with blood. As I cried my heart out, my lungs were drained of oxygen. One last cry, and it'll all be over."