My face shows no emotion; lifeless. I could be dead, but the only thing that shows any life is the slow pounding heart, encaged inside of me. My chest is heavy, and my cheeks as white as snow. Cold, emptiness. That's what I feel inside. Every breath is sharp and painful like a dagger tearing through any muscle and bone it could possibly find. I want to cry but I have no tears left to shed. All emotion is gone. Numb. My eyes are dry and stare into nothingness. Every muscle in my face is frozen. My smile gone; Nothing can bring it back. My smile is a lost smile and I await to find it once again.
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Short Storybasically just some random stuff I'm going to write when I feel super down or depressed.
