I know. I know you're not here, but I'm trying. I promise you I'm trying. But everything around me is cold. It's all spilling over, over and out and down, down, down. It just feels like everything I do is wrong.
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Realisation
General FictionUp, up, up. And out, and out, and out. Out until your finger tips touch the stars. Until theres no room left for breath. The shadows and the hurting. Only stars. And it's calm. And calm and calm and calm. It's calm and you breathe and you breathe. T...
